The best Quotes by Simón Marroquín

To be a perfect man, you have to know how to perfectly hide your secrets. The problem is that secrets, the darkest secrets, never die. They lie in wait, silently, waiting for the perfect moment to take revenge.

A father is not the one who provides the sperm but the one who raises you.

I think sometimes we aren't keeping secrets to hide from other people. I think sometimes we're keeping them to protect those people.

I guess we all have things we try to hide. But they can't stay hidden forever.

We all have a secret buried under lock and key in the attic of our soul.

We all have things we keep hidden. Sometimes, keeping secrets is how you survive. Because in High School, one rumor, one picture, one incident, can define you forever.

Secrets are sharper than blades.

There are no secrets that time does not reveal.

People say that a secret shared is a secret no more, but I like to think that true friends keep each other's secrets.

In the realm of secrets, answers are the most precious treasure.

Secrets are the bricks that build the walls of mystery.

Secrets are like shadows. They follow you everywhere, always hiding just out of reach.

If you have to keep a secret it's because you shouldn't be doing it in the first place.

Everyone has secrets. It's just a matter of finding out what they are.

It is the easiest thing in the world for a man to look as if he had a great secret in him.

Every living person is bound to have embarrassing memories and things that they want to keep secret.

When you lose everything, that's when you're finally free.

We're not defined by what we los. We're defined by what we survive.

They're exhausting to inflate, they scare the shit out of you when they pop, and uninflated they just look like a pile of clown-condoms.

This isn't about good or bad. This is about power. And who is allowed to use it.

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"

What can I say, once you go white, you always stay tight. Hey, I think I just insulted myself.

Frank: "What did they get you for again?"
"Beat my ex-wife to death with a telephone."
Frank': "Cordless or landline?"