Quotes About Mask

Dust flew behind me, and I crouched over the handlebars, sucking air through my mask, blinking behind my goggles.

And I do not live in broad infamy, nor hide from righteous pursuers or seekers of the truth. I do not mask my face or screen my doings of each day. I have not yet been banished from this earth. And though nearly every soul I've closely known has come to some dread or grave misfortune, I instead persist, with warmth and privilege accruing to me unabated, ever securing my good station here, the last place I will belong.

The jig is up: I'm not a nice lady.

I did not like formal meetings, because they took away my freedom. I just liked to spend time with my friends, where I could be myself and did not need to don a mask.

I'm mostly a mess, and I hide it pretty well a lot of time.

When I was trying to achieve my goal, I started training. I became a character, and everyone was expecting me to become the 'Prince of...' or the Middle-Eastern, and I wanted to wear a mask, and I wanted to be like a luchador from Mexico. And people asked me, 'Why are you putting a mask on?' And the truth is, I did not want to deal with who I was.

'Halloween' is classic Michael Myers.

The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing.

Chilton went behind Dr. Lecter and, with a glance at the camera, undid the straps and removed the mask with a flourish. "Senator Martin, meet Dr. Hannibal Lecter." Seeing what Dr. Chilton had done for showmanship frightened Senator Martin as much as anything that had happened since her daughter disappeared. Any confidence she might have had in Chilton's judgment was replaced with the cold fear that he was a fool. She'd have to wing it.

Art, in its will to live and progress, puts on the mask of these dull-hearted personal traits in order to manifest, objectivize, and fulfill itself in them.

En faisant de la personnalité un mystère, vous courez le risque d'incliner à l'idolâtrie. Vous vénérez un masque. Vous voyez une mystique où il n'y a que mystification.

We have the choice of two identities: the external mask which seems to be real...and the hidden, inner person who seems to us to be nothing, but who can give himself eternally to the truth in whom he subsists. (295)

We have the choice of two identities: the external mask which seems to be real … and the hidden, inner person who seems to us to be nothing, but who can give himself eternally to the truth in whom he subsists.

For Dennis Rader, life was good—both of them.

The secret life is the only real life. Everything else is just a disguise.

In time I no longer knew whether my smile was genuine or an act. (Lavi Bookman)

I have forgotten my mask, and my face was int it.

Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite's wile, To mask detestation, or fear; Give me the soft sigh, Whilst the soul-telling eye Is dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear.

The mirror does not flatter, it faithfully shows whatever looks into it; namely, the face we never show to the world because we cover it with the persona, the mask of the actor.

The persona is a complicated system of relations between individual consciousness and society, fittingly enough a kind of mask, designed on the one hand to make a definite impression upon others, and, on the other, to conceal the true nature of the individual.

Sentimentality is the supestructure erected upon brutality.

When one lived a life that was, essentially, a lie, appearances were everything.

A dor é a única emoção que não usa máscara.

Sentimentality is a superstructure covering brutality.