There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact.

We must not always talk in the marketplace of what happens to us in the forest.

Once suspicion is aroused, everything feeds it.

If you read somebody’s diary, you get what you deserve.

Secrets are rarely betrayed or discovered according to any program our fear has sketched out.

Secrets define us, they mark us, they set us apart from all the others. The secrets which we preserve provide a key to who we are, deep down.

Spies are of no use nowadays. Their profession is over. The newspapers do their work instead.

If the world were good for nothing else, it is a fine subject for speculation.

The first duty of a good inquisitor is to suspect especially those who seem sincere to him.