And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.

I have never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude.

I am not a fan of Facebook or Twitter.

They both allow too much information to be available and they make privacy a thing of the past.

Sarcasm: the last refuge of modest and chaste-souled people when the privacy of their soul is coarsely and intrusively invaded.

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Privacy and security are those things you give up when you show the world what makes you extraordinary.

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me.

I want to be forgotten even by God.

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3 things to keep private: Your love. Your income. Your next move.

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Just a reminder, what other people think of you is none of your business.

All violations of essential privacy are brutalizing.

We are rapidly entering the age of no privacy, where everyone is open to surveillance at all times; where there are no secrets from government.

Isn't privacy about keeping taboos in their place?

I have as much privacy as a goldfish in a bowl.

If privacy ends where hypocrisy begins, Kitty Kelley's steamy expose is a contribution to contemporary history.

Publication is a self-invasion of privacy.

There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.

To put someone in jail for using drugs in the privacy of his hotel room is just barbaric.

I did not become successful in my work through embracing or engaging in celebrity culture. I never signed away my privacy in exchange for success.

You use your money to buy privacy because during most of your life you aren't allowed to be normal.

In exchange for power, influence, command and a place in history, a president gives up the bulk of his privacy.

Being a Brady comes with it's pleasures and its baggage.

I'm not one given to a lack of privacy and invasion.

If you look at Griswold, what you can see is the first time the Court recognized the right to privacy, which ends up becoming ultimately the right to abortion.

The emphasis must be not on the right to abortion but on the right to privacy and reproductive control.

The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down.

The closing of a door can bring blessed privacy and comfort -- the opening, terror. Conversely, the closing of a door can be a sad and final thing -- the opening a wonderfully joyous moment.

The fantastic advances in the field of electronic communication constitute a greater danger to the privacy of the individual.

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.

In taking out an insurance policy one pays for it in dollars and cents, always at liberty to discontinue payments. If, however, woman's premium is a husband, she pays for it with her name, her privacy, her self-respect, her very life, until death does part.

The pretentiously -- named ensuite bathroom is a major factor in divorce.

Privacy is paramount in marriage.

Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves, but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.

Pornographers subvert this last, vital privacy;

they do our imagining for us. They take away the words that were of the night and shout them over the roof-tops, making them hollow.

The real danger is the gradual erosion of individual liberties through automation, integration, and interconnection of many small, separate record-keeping systems, each of which alone may seem innocuous, even benevolent, and wholly justifiable.

Privacy is not something that I'm merely entitled to, it's an absolute prerequisite.

And so a lot of people say there's too much personal freedom.

When personal freedom's being abused, you have to move to limit it. That's what we did in the announcement I made last weekend on the public housing projects, about how we're going to have a weapons sweep and more things like that to try to make people safer in their communities.

Big Brother in the form of an increasingly powerful government and in an increasingly powerful private sector will pile the records high with reasons why privacy should give way to national security, to law and order, to efficiency of operation, to scientific advancement and the like.

The privacy and dignity of our citizens are being whittled away by sometimes imperceptible steps. Taken individually, each step may be of little consequence. But when viewed as a whole, there begins to emerge a society quite unlike any we have seen -- a society in which government may intrude into the secret regions of a person's life.

I've always been very zealous about not invading other people's private spaces.

Who could deny that privacy is a jewel? It has always been the mark of privilege, the distinguishing feature of a truly urbane culture. Out of the cave, the tribal teepee, the pueblo, the community fortress, man emerged to build himself a house of his own with a shelter in it for himself and his diversions. Every age has seen it so. The poor might have to huddle together in cities for need's sake, and the frontiersman cling to his neighbors for the sake of protection. But in each civilization, as it advanced, those who could afford it chose the luxury of a withdrawing-place.

Today, the degradation of the inner life is symbolized by the fact that the only place sacred from interruption is the private toilet.

May we agree that private life is irrelevant? Multiple, mixed, ambiguous at best -- out of it we try to fashion the crystal clear, the singular, the absolute, and that is what is relevant; that is what matters.

Having been blacklisted from working in television during the McCarthy era, I know the harm of government using private corporations to intrude into the lives of innocent Americans. When government uses the telephone companies to create massive databases of all our phone calls it has gone too far.

So long as the laws remain such as they are today, employ some discretion: loud opinion forces us to do so; but in privacy and silence let us compensate ourselves for that cruel chastity we are obliged to display in public.

The secret point of money and power in America is neither the things that money can buy nor power for power's sake... but absolute personal freedom, mobility, privacy. It is the instinct which drove America to the Pacific, all through the nineteenth century, the desire to be able to find a restaurant open in case you want a sandwich, to be a free agent, live by one's own rules.

Money...buys privacy, silence. The less money you have, the noisier it is; the thinner your walls, the closer your neighbors.... The first thing you notice when you step into the house or apartment of a rich person is how quiet it is.

I have never liked working. To me a job is an invasion of privacy.

Privacy is implied. Privacy is not up for discussion.

Truth should not be forced; it should simply manifest itself, like a woman who has in her privacy reflected and coolly decided to bestow herself upon a certain man.

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's, privacy.

Far from being the basis of the good society, the family, with its narrow privacy and tawdry secrets, is the source of all our discontents.

It can feel like an invasion of privacy, involving an employer in a personal matter.

Poverty is relative, and the lack of food and of the necessities of life is not necessarily a hardship. Spiritual and social ostracism, the invasion of your privacy, are what constitute the pain of poverty.

The issue is privacy. Why is the decision by a woman to sleep with a man she has just met in a bar a private one, and the decision to sleep with the same man for $100 subject to criminal penalties?