Quotes About Masks

I can think of hardly anything that will kill your joy and freedom more than wearing a mask geared to get others to accept you because you are acting like them.

No specter assails us in more varied disguises than loneliness, and one of its most impenetrable masks is called love.

This happy conjecture affirmed that there is only one subject, that this indivisible subject is every being in the universe and that these beings are the organs and masks of the divinity.

Yo no entiendo, Madre Benita, cómo usted puede seguir creyendo en un Dios mezquino que fabricó tan pocas máscaras, somos tantos los que nos quedamos recogiendo de aquí y de allá cualquier desperdicio con que disfrazarnos para tener la sensación de que somos alguien (...)

The tapestry of history that seems so full of tragedy when viewed from the front has countless comic scenes woven into its reverse side. In truth, tragedy and comedy are the twin masks of history - its mass appeal.

Because inside, people are dirty dogs. Everybody. The only difference is some people try to hide it and others don't bother.

Knowing that masks donned in time could protect against gas, they began loading shells with sneezing powder, which seeped through the masks' filters.

Countless human beings wear masks which they hope will cover up what they dislike about themselves.

Pretty on the surface and fucking scary underneath.

Everywhere else, we are someone else, but at home, we remove our masks.

The masks were more of a representation of what you wanted to present as yourself.

I think actors are attracted to the idea of other identities and concealing themselves behind some other identity.

I'm dying to fool around with the distance between Selina Kyle and Catwoman. And, you know, the whole double identity thing is endlessly fascinating. I mean, you can always find another riff for it.

It was just so cool to put on my uncle's masks and wrestle with him. I knew that's what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a part of this world.

I complained about the gimmicks. All the nonsense and garbage. After a while I just said I would not wrestle with the guys wearing masks, or guys that had some get-up on. It was demeaning. I refuse to go onto the mat against a Christmas tree.

In Mexico, wrestling is part of the cultural fabric. The guys wear masks and they are real-life superheroes.

When we can build community based on truth and authenticity, rather than masks, false perfection, and being phoney, we heal, connect, and thrive.

A person never knows their own true face. Everybody thinks that the phoney, posed social mask they wear is their real face.

Because when you wear a mask long enough, it gets really hard to take it off. The mask becomes your face.

A private face behind every public mask, a hidden meaning peeking through whatever words they choose to share with you.

We create a mask to meet the masks of others. Then we wonder why we cannot love, and why we feel so alone.

Curiosity is one of the many masks of love.

I suppose I have a thing about old women. Their characters may be rather stylized, but once you get past mannerism, they are, well? how to put it? Transparent. It isn't worth it any longer to wear a mask.

The vocation of putting people straight, of tearing off their masks, of forcing them to face the repressed truth, is a highly dangerous and destructive calling