There is no such thing as a secret—not really, not in the modern world, not with photography and telegraphy and railways and newspaper presses.

He look'd a little disorder'd, when he said this, but I did not apprehend any thing from it at that time, believing as it us'd to be said, that they who do those things never talk of them; or that they who talk of such things never do them.

I can&#39;t write if someone else is in the house, not even the cleaning woman.

By whipping himself he protected himself against whipping by someone else.

Written By John Steinbeck

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