Quotes About Masking

At lunch, I sit with Charlie, surrounded by people but alone. They are talking to me and around me, but I can't hear them. I pretend to be interested in one of my books, but the words dance on the page, and I tell myself to smile so that no one will see, and I smile and I nod and I do a pretty good job of it.

We can't always see what others don't want us too. Especially when they go to great lengths to hide it

Anyone looking at her would think she was fine. Because Margot is always fine, even when she's not.

It's fine," I say in a voice that is the exact opposite of fine.

You may have been paired with someone who doesn't know and tries to mask that lack of knowledge with indifference.

The more "normal" the person seems, the sicker she probably is.

was always trying to improve the appearance of the package, because he knew that the goods inside were rotten.

Have you ever had to get through a day, smiling at people, talking, as if everything were normal and okay, while all the time you felt like you were carrying a leaden weight of unhappiness inside you?

There's a lot of people out here faking a smile on their face like they got it together but inside actually suffering from some sort of traumatic experience, a loss, depressed, fearful, envious or whatever the case may be, but I can feel it.

Yet, our achievements also mask many continuing failings and seem to expose more future dangers.

Don't we all just really try to fake it well?

How a character hides his feelings tells us something about him.

She raised a hand to her face purely for the purpose of hiding it. She felt suddenly and perilously close to tears.

so he refolded his smile and put it away.

T]he more technology develops the diffusion of information (and notably of images), the more it provides the means of masking the constructed meaning under the appearance of the given meaning.

The Higgs is like a toilet. It hides all the messy details

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.

That's what living in their world is-a big lie. An illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all, no goblins of the dark, no ghosts of the soul.

So I slap on that smile and pretend everything's okay even though it's not.

Yes, fine, I say, feeling dead inside. They don't know what they're in for at Spence, getting me, a ghost of a girl who'll nod and smile and take her tea who isn't really here.

I wonder if that's how I look to others; like I'm normal and functional, too, when in fact, I feel completely emptied out.

Don't show your flaws.

Were all conning ourselves, one way or another, just to get through life.

He made his life a lie so he might never have to know anyone.