The mind of a wise man is the safest custody of secrets; cheerfulness is the key to friendship; patience and read more

The mind of a wise man is the safest custody of secrets; cheerfulness is the key to friendship; patience and forbearance will conceal many defects.

As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
- Gen. Thomas Harrison,

As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
- Gen. Thomas Harrison,

For the king knoweth of these things, before whom also I speak
freely: for I am persuaded that none read more

For the king knoweth of these things, before whom also I speak
freely: for I am persuaded that none of these things are hidden
from him; for this thing was not done in a corner.

He who gives up the smallest part of a secret has the rest no
longer in his power.
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He who gives up the smallest part of a secret has the rest no
longer in his power.
[Ger., Wer den kleinsten Theil eines Geheimnisses hingibt, hat
den andern nicht mehr in der Gewalt.]

Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon;
lest the daughters of the Philistines read more

Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon;
lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters
of the uncircumcised triumph.

Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine read more

Never inquire into another man's secret; bur conceal that which
is intrusted to you, though pressed both be wine and anger to
reveal it.
[Lat., Arcanum neque tu scrutaveris ullius unquam, commissumve
teges et vino tortus et ira.]

Nothing is so oppressive as a secret: women find it difficult to
keep one long; and I know a read more

Nothing is so oppressive as a secret: women find it difficult to
keep one long; and I know a goodly number of men who are women in
this regard.
[Fr., Rien ne pese tant qu'un secret:
Le porter loin est difficile aux dames;
Et je sais meme sur ce fait
Bon nombre d'hommes que sont femmes.]

Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale read more

But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.