To know that one has a secret is to know half the secret itself.
Confidante. One entrusted by A with the secrets of B confided to herself by C.
Men with secrets tend to be drawn to each other, not because they want to share what they know but because they need the company of the like-minded, the fellow afflicted.
He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
He that communicates his secret to another makes himself that other's slave.
Many a secret that cannot be pried out by curiosity can be drawn out by indifference.
Women's propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.
The vanity of being known to be trusted with a secret is generally one of the chief motives to disclose it.
How can we expect another to keep our secret if we have been unable to keep it ourselves?
