Every secret we confide in another person can be a burden to them
Secrets affect you more than you’d think. You lie to keep them hidden. You steer talk away from them. You worry someone’ll discover yours and tell the world. You think you are in charge of the secret, but isn’t it the secret who’s actually using you?
Nothing weighs more than a secret.
...Each secret you carry has a weight all its own. They add up, secrets, to a burden you must carry all your days.
If I maintain my silence about my secret it is my prisoner...if I let it slip from my tongue, I am ITS prisoner.
Will holding a secret in your heart make it any less true? If you never tell, never speak of it, will it become only a dream, less than a dream, a nightmare half-remembered? Oh, if only the gods would be so good. (Catelyn)
No matter how grave the secret, how imperative absolute silence, someone would always feel the urge to confess, and an unleashed secret is a terrible force.
That is how heavy a secret can become. It can make blood flow easier than ink.
Before a secret is told, one can often feel the weight of it in the atmosphere.
