“The problem I have telling my secret', said Eldric, 'is that it's a secret.”
“Blast Cecil!” said Eldric. “You have my permission,” I said.”
“Without really trying, I have become a collector of other families' secrets. Whenever I tell someone about my detective work, the first question is invariably something like this: 'Can you tell me the secret?' Sure, I say. The next question often is: 'Want to hear my family's secret?”
“Photography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell.”
“It's not me who can't keep a secret. It's the people I tell that can't.”
“I not only have my secrets, I am my secrets. And you are yours. Our secrets are human secrets, and our trusting each other enough to share them with each other has much to do with the secret of what it means to be human.”