“Laila: Tell your secrets to the wind but don't blame it for telling the trees.”

“The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep?”

“5184. To him, that you tell your Secret, you resign your Liberty.”

“I'm not very good at keeping secrets at all! If you want your secret kept do not tell me!”

“Tell me a secret.”

“This is what happens. You tell your friends your most personal secrets, and they use them against you.”

“Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.”

“When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree by the river of truth, and tell the whole world 'No, You Move.”

“If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for to the creator there is no poverty and no poor indifferent place.”

“Don't tell me! Don't tell me!”