“These are weighty secrets, and we must whisper them.”

“I know that's a secret, for it's whispered every where.”

“A secret is not something unrevealed, but something told privately, in a whisper.”

“Two years were all we had, love," she whispered, "and we squandered them.”

“Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there to learn it.”

“And you must never speak of what I have just told you. For this is a great secret. And great secrets bring with them great responsibilities.”

“The night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.”

“He heard them whispering—whispering… The independence seeped out of him and he walked the streets alone, afraid of men's cynical eyes and the incessant hiss of whispering.”

“We must live fully in order to secrete the substance of our work, but we have to work alone.”

“My years of reading P. T. Barnum is finally coming into play. [snaps fingers] This notion of saying nothing, of keeping a secret, and doing it in a way that's not elitist but that's like, You wanna come in here and hear? [whispers] We have a secret. That's all that I can tell you. But you're involved. You know?”