He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. – Sigmund Freud
It is seldom indeed that one parts on good terms, because if one were on good terms one would not part. – Marcel Proust, The Fugitive, Remembrance of Things Past, 1925