Quotes About Obscurity

Tandis qu'ils gravitaient tous autour d'elle, j'avais compris, à cet âge sans philosophie, que l'aveugle n'est pas celui qui ne voit pas, mais celui qu'on ne voit pas ; il n'est pire cécité que de passer partout inaperçu.

In a thousand years, Fred, no one will even know or care we existed.

He wondered briefly if that was how it always was with magic. It started out vital and potent, and then, over time, as men and women fought to possess it, hide it, steal it, and decipher it, it grew more and more obscure.

He started low and remained there, sure that safety embraced felicity on a mattress of obscurity. He knew that vertical activity invited dazzling exposure, and that to seek is to be sucked. He recognized loneliness as the mother of virtues and sat in her lap whenever he could.

The more attention you seek the more invisibility you reap

Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge, but passes into it through an intermediate state of obscurity, even as night into day through twilight.

and the slapping feet of the men that follow the box. They have no faces and they feel with the whiskers of dogs.

Timpul, pur ?i simplu, trecuse pe deasupra, cu cortegiul lui de nout??i ?i de prefaceri, ?i aruncase asupra eviden?ei un fel de v?l de obscuritate.

Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we're for the dark So soon, so soon.

I know he is--sensitive--on some points, Detective, but you must bear in mind how hard it is for an honest man to do his work in relative obscurity, while dishonest men attain wealth and renown. That is why corruption is so pernicious. It breaks the will of good men.

Become a type, no one saw you. Paranoid thought: What better disguise? But disguise for what?

rhinoceroscrutian

But now, I no longer pleaded for anything. I was no longer able to lament. On the contrary, I felt very strong. I was the accuser, God the accused. My eyes had opened and I was alone, terribly alone in a world without God, without man. Without love or mercy. I was nothing but ashes now, but I felt myself to be stronger than this Almighty to whom my life had been bound for so long. In the midst of these men assembled for prayer, I felt like an observer, a stranger.

He was a past master of making himself seem insignificant, of seeming invisible.

couldn't say what precisely

What comes to your mind when you think of the word Transylvania, if you ponder it at all? What comes to my mind are mountains of savage beauty, ancient castles, werewolves, and witches - a land of magical obscurity. How, in short, am I to believe I will still be in Europe, on entering such a realm? I shall let you know if it's Europe or fairyland, when I get there. First, Snagov - I set out tomorrow.

And I grant you that anyone who pokes around in history long enough may well go mad.

I grant you that anyone who pokes around in history long enough may well go mad.

Do not menion them more than you help. Do not refer to them by name. To name is to reveal; it is the inevitable clue, and our only hope lies in ignoring them, in order that they may ignore us.

I really like you better aimless and lost among people, a little crazy, oddball, not looking like yourself. So that I don't know you at all and the nearer I get to you the more you separate yourself from me-- I get dizzy trying to follow you and I have to work really hard-- and that's what I want!

She could die now; no one would see it, her.

so by degrees I became invisible in that spotted sick-room light and nobody found me there.

But in anonymous seasons we must hold tightly to the truth that no doubt strengthened Jesus throughout his hidden years: Father God is neither care-less nor cause-less with how he spends our lives. When he calls a soul simultaneously to greatness and obscurity, the fruit—if we wait for it—can change the world.

When those pauses extend beyond what we can comprehend or explain (say, for instance, three days), we often spiral into selfdoubt or second-guessing. But in anonymous seasons we must hold tightly to the truth that no doubt strengthened Jesus throughout his hidden years: Father God is neither care-less nor cause-less with how he spends our lives. When he calls a soul simultaneously to greatness and obscurity, the fruit—if we wait for it—can change the world.