Walter Benjamin Quotes

To whom, then, must I dedicate my wonderful, surprising and interesting adventures? to whom dare I reveal my private opinion of my nearest relations? the secret thoughts of my dearest friends? my own hopes, fears, reflections and dislikes? Nobody!

There are things so deeply personal that they can be revealed only to strangers.

I have no memories I'm prepared to share with you.

Being a comedian, people tell me stuff they shouldn't tell their therapist.

I can't keep secrets about myself. I can keep secrets about other people, but if it's about myself, I'm like, 'blah blah blah blah.'

I don't really like to share deep issues or anything like that. I have a problem with that. I don't really like to talk about some stuff.

I am very good at keeping secrets, except when I am drunk, when I will tell you absolutely anything.

What we conceal Is always more than what we dare confide. Think of the letters that we write our dead.

Secrets have power, and that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real secrets, important ones, with even one other person, will change them.

I think it's very important that you have at least some sort of inner thing you don't talk about. That's why I find it distasteful when all these pop stars talk about their habits.

I'll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past.

Few books are more thrilling than certain confessions, but they must be honest, and the author must have something to confess.

(I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind

It's hard to know more about a person's life than what that person wants you to know.

...the deepest secrets about ourselves that we, in the ultimate act of humanity, will spare those we truly love.

The only thing I don't divulge is the truth about Mother killing little Carolina. I don't know why. Perhaps I sense he's not ready to know that just yet. Maybe he never will. People can live with only so much honesty. And sometimes, people can suprise you. I talk to my brother as I never have before, trusting in him, letting the river listen to my confessions on its path toward the sea. ~pg 693

Some secrets should never turn into confessions. I know that better than anyone.

A diary is the last place to go if you wish to seek the truth about a person. Nobody dares to make the final confession to themselves on paper: or at least, not about love.

There are some secrets we keep because we can't bear to let them out and some because it's better to keep them in.

The heart cherishes secrets not worth the telling

The most important things in our intimate lives can't be discussed with strangers, except in books.

There's this quote by a writer, Emil Cioran, he's a Romanian writer. He says that you should only put things in books that you would never dare to say to people in real life. So there is that feeling of acute embarrassment, or that you've been too revealing. I think it's some kind of survival mechanism where I never think of the reader, ever. Because then I would start censoring myself.

A person has to keep something to herself or you're life is just a layout in a magazine.

This paper will serve instead of a confidential friend into whose ear I might pour forth the overflowings of my heart. It will not sympathize with my distresses, but then, it will not laugh at them, and, if I keep it close, it cannot tell again; so it is, perhaps, the best friend I could have for the purpose.

Secrets had an immense attraction to him, because he never could keep one, and he enjoyed the sort of unhallowed thrill he experienced when he went and told another animal, after having faithfully promised not to.