Quotes About Concealment

We both know how to hide our sharpest parts, I just don't always recognize my own weaponry.

Sometimes people lie because the truth is too hard to admit.

I have to stop being young. I have to get jaded. I have to be cynical. I have to stop speaking. I have to be invisible. He likes things that don't really exist.

The things you want her to let you in on might be things you're happier not knowing.

A man may say, From now on I'm going to speak the truth. But the truth hears him and runs away and hides before he's even done speaking.

Because there was something to be said for going through life in a fog. In the fog, you couldn't see the monsters coming.

you dont see me, now you do, but only if i want you to

Hiding from the truth was worse than being lied to.

Trato a este pobre corazón como a un niño enfermo; le concedo cuanto me pide. No se lo cuentes a nadie, que no faltaría quien me lo censurase.

Und nennen Sie mir den Menschen, der übler Laune ist und so brav dabei, sie zu verbergen, sie allein zu tragen, ohne die Freude um sich her zu zerstören! Oder ist sie nicht vielmehr ein innerer Unmut über unsere eigene Unwürdigkeit, ein Mißfallen an uns selbst, das immer mit einem Neide verknüpft ist, der durch eine törichte Eitelkeit aufgehetzt wird? Wir sehen glückliche Menschen, die wir nicht glücklich machen, und das ist unerträglich.

Ask whomever you will but you'll never find out where I'm lodging

Each person, the most worthy as well as the most despicable, carries around a secret which would make her hateful to everyone else if it became known.

I coddle my heart like a sick child and give in to its every whim. But don't tell a soul. There are people who would condemn me for it.

And show me the man who is ill-tempered and yet is good enough to hide it, to bear it alone, without destroying the joy all around him!

Anch'io tratto il mio cuoricino come un fanciullo malato: gli è permesso ogni capriccio. Non dirlo in giro, però: c'è gente che me ne farebbe un rimprovero.

To be naked is to be oneself. To be nude is to be seen naked by others and yet not recognised for oneself.

But never did Henry, as he thought he did,end anyone and hacks her body upand hide the pieces, where they may be found.He knows: he went over everyone, & nobody's missing.Often he reckons, in the dawn, them up.Nobody is ever missing.

We carefully conceal our abundant vices from others—and we pretend they're small and insignificant. In fact, we so delude ourselves that we sometimes embrace our vices as virtues. When

An edifice is more than a house and less than a City, though it may resemble a house from the outside and a city from within. From without, an edifice may seem self-contained and finite; from within, it may well extend beyond lines of vision, both spatially and temporally. In almost every possible way, edifices manifest a principle central to the description of most physical structures in fantasy: there is always more to them than meets the eye.

He will say less than he means, and conceal more than he reveals.

all presented one face to the world, and kept another hidden. Nobody could survive in it otherwise.

Billy grinned. 'Seems to me that you might be up to no good here. Are you a bad man?' Quayle smiled back, and the lights of the bar gleamed like dying stars in the void of his eyes. 'Trust me when I say that you have no conception.' Billy's smile faded.

Their smiles never lit up their eyes, and

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