Quotes About Mask

I always feel like any criminal who doesn't have a mask on is dumb: particularly the ones who don't realize that all mini-marts have cameras. I find that so hilarious. Or bank robbers without a mask. You're like, 'Have you seen no movies?'

He wears a mask, and his face grows to fit it.

An illusion can become a half-truth, a mask can alter the expression of a face.

When he saw that they knew him, the man turned his back and began to work again.

Pride works frequently under a dense mask, and will often assume the garb of humility.

I was particularly happy to do a potential franchise where I was not putting on a mask or a pair of tights.

So the mask was just really easy, I've got to be honest. And it was great actually because it really allowed you to get into the character a little bit more maybe than without it, if that makes sense.

We're all playing a role. You're playing a role at home, you're playing a role at work, you're playing a role to survive.

There's a character that I play onstage, and I can't let him loose in the supermarket when I'm buying my beans on toast.

The most likable person you know just might be a sociopath.

Scott B. Smith

she had this inherent need to create a new identity for each and every occasion, to become someone different every day to mask the emptiness, the pain of true isolation. If you tried you could smell the death surrounding her; a dead soul is black regardless of what it may be wearing.

Think of your face as a mask. That's what it is, after all. A mask. Facing outward. Worn from the day you were born. Slave to your every mental command. Seen by everyone you meet. But never by you. Open its eyes now. Just think it. The mask will obey.

all a pretty face does is hide the ugly underneath, don't it?

Because all a pretty face does is hide the ugly underneath, don't it?

The one time of year when everyone wears a mask... not just me.

I spent more time playing a person I was not than the person I am.

Cities at night, I feel, contain men who cry in their sleep and then say Nothing.

Outer conformity masks inner rebellion. That's you.

Was he a pleasant man hiding behind a mask of seeming carelessness or an unpleasant man hiding behind a mask of charm & smiles? Or like most humans, was he a dizzying mix of contradictory charactersticks?

Yet birth, and lust, and illness, and death are changeless things, and when one of these harsh facts springs out upon a man at some sudden turn of the path of life, it dashes off for the moment his mask of civilization and gives a glimpse of the stranger and stronger face below.

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

The real meaning of persona is a mask, such as actors were accustomed to wear on the ancient stage; and it is quite true that no one shows himself as he is, but wears his mask and plays his part. Indeed, the whole of our social arrangements may be likened to a perpetual comedy; and this is why a man who is worth anything finds society so insipid, while a blockhead is quite at home in it.

The use of the word person in every European language to signify a human individual is unintentionally appropriate; persona really means a player's mask, and it is quite certain that no one shows himself as he is, but that each wears a mask and plays a role. In general, the whole of social life is a continual comedy, which the worthy find insipid, whilst the stupid delight in it greatly.