Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.

For sooner will men hold fire in their mouths than keep a secret.

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.

Secrecy lies at the very core of power.

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

The life of spies is to know, not be known.

It was funny how I could feel all alone and under surveillance at the same time.

A regime which combines perpetual surveillance with total indulgence is hardly conducive to healthy development.

Nothing is hidden from the eyes of the observing world.