Secret Shame Quotes

Secret sins commonly lie nearest the heart.

Think of all the women you know who will not allow themselves to be seen without makeup. I often wonder how they feel about themselves at night when they are climbing into bed with intimate partners. Are they overwhelmed with secret shame that someone sees them as they really are? Or do they sleep with rage that who they really are can be celebrated or cared for only in secret?

Under every guilty secret there is hidden a brood of guilty wishes, whose unwholesome infecting life is cherished by the darkness.

Everyone has an uncomfortable club in their bag.

People can perfect whatever facade they want, but everyone holds their sins close to their skin.

The fact of the matter is that, since we are determined always to keep our feelings to ourselves, we have never given any thought to the manner in which we should express them. And suddenly there is within us a strange and obscene animal making itself heard, whose tones may inspire as much alarm in the person who receives the involuntary, elliptical and almost irresistible communication of one's defect or vice as would the sudden avowal indirectly and outlandishly proffered by a criminal who can no longer refrain from confessing to a murder of which one had never imagined him to be guilty.

Look into any man's heart you please, and you will always find, in every one, at least one black spot which he has to keep concealed.

We are only as emotionally strong as our deepest/biggest secret!

When I graduated college, I decided that I was going to try to be an actor, but it was my dirty secret.

Our standards for motherhood are so high that many of us harbor intense, secret guilt for every harsh word we speak to our children, every negative thought that enters our minds.

Every man bears something within him that, if it were publicly announced, would excite feelings of aversion.

There are robberies that leave man or woman forever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer.

I do believe you have a wound too. I do believe it is both specific to you and common to everyone. I do believe it is the thing about you that must be hidden and protected, it is the thing that must be tap danced over five shows a day, it is the thing that won't be interesting to other people if revealed. It is the thing that makes you weak and pathetic. It is the thing that truly, truly, truly makes loving you impossible. It is your secret, even from yourself. But it is the thing that wants to live.

There is something about a closet that makes a skeleton terribly restless.