Quotes About Concealment

Any euphemism ceases to be euphemistic after a time and the true meaning begins to show through. It's a losing game, but we keep on trying.

I wanted to be a secret agent and an astronaut, preferably at the same time.

If I were blind, I'd wear a blindfold all the time.

If I am able to determine the enemy's dispositions while at the same time I conceal my own, then I can concentrate and he must divide.

Time will bring to light whatever is hidden it will cover up and conceal what is now shining in splendor.

And yet I don't seem able to touch on the subjects I'm so longing to bring out into the daylight.

There's something undeniable about the posture of a person trying not to acknowledge your existance

All the things we don't say, all the words we swallow, and it makes nothing but trouble.

The dominance of former communists and the insufficient discussion of the past in the post-communist world is not coincidental. To put it bluntly, former communists have a clear interest in concealing the past: it tarnishes them, undermines them, hurts their claims to be carrying out 'reforms,' even when they personally had nothing to do with the past crimes.

O Reader! If there were less of this delicate concealment of facts- this whispering ''Peace, Peace, when there is no peace- there would be less of sin and misery to the young of both sexes who are left to wring their bitter knowledge from experience.

Gilbert, what is the matter with you?—why are you so changed? It is a very indiscreet question, I know,' she hastened to add: 'perhaps a very rude one—don't answer it if you think so—but I hate mysteries and concealments.

I do my best to please everybody, far more than they'd ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don't want to let them see my trouble.

It is becoming a bad dream-- in the daytime as well as at night. I see him nearly all the time and can't get at him, I mustn't show anything, must remain gay while I'm really in despair.

I can't let them see my doubts, or the wounds they've inflicted on me.

Can you tell me why people go to such lengths to hide their real selves? Or why I always behave very differently when I'm in the company of others? Why do people have so little trust in one another? I know there must be a reason, but sometimes I think it's horrible that you can't ever confide in anyone, not even those closest to you.

I don't think my opinions are stupid but other people do, so it's better to keep them to myself.

I'm seething with rage, yet I can't show it.

I long to ride a bike, dance, whistle, look at the world, feel young and know that I'm free, and yet I can't let it show.

He clings to his masculinity, his solitude and his feigned indif- ference so he can maintain his role, so he'll never, ever have to show his feelings. Poor Peter, how long can he keep it up? Won't he explode from this superhuman effort?

No one must know that my heart and mind are constantly at war with each other.

Alles is niet zo erg dan ontdekt te worden.

ostrich policy.

The real names of the other people hiding in the Secret Annexe are: THE VAN PELS FAMILY (from Osnabrück, Germany): Auguste van Pels (born 9 September 1900) Hermann van Pels (born 31 March 1898) Peter van Pels (born 8 November 1926) Called

they mustn't know my despair, I can't let them see the wounds which they have caused, I couldn't bear their sympathy and their kindhearted jokes, it would only make me want to scream all the more.