Quotes About Concealment

In her longer concealing gowns, she moves as a wraith through the rooms around her as if they are not real to her, and she, the ghost of a dancer, seeks for some perfect setting she alone can find.

Once again, I had failed to keep the secret. Even in Antioch long ago, I had failed to keep the secret. Would I always fail to keep the secret? Was this not my fate?

But you covered yourself with a concealing bulk, didn't you? To hide from whom?

I like gloves," said Marius. "I'm never without them. Our hands frighten mortals when they take the time to look. And gloves feel warm which we never do.

something that looks human but it's a ghost

Something sordid and evil lay behind her recent fortunes here yet she displaying nothing of the desperation she surely must feel.

I saw myself in her gaze, a hooded being of burnt black sticks for a neck and wrists with gloves for hands and a floating leather mask for a face.

Great secrets I sometimes wrote in Greek rather than Latin, but even in Greek. I could not say all the I thought.

Which was how she often did after flare-ups—pretending nothing had happened.

The creatures I seek do not want to be seen.

Maybe that was the point of truth-you could erase it all you wanted, and it was there was to be discovered again.

Maybe that was the point of truth--you could erase it all you wanted, and it was there to be discovered again

I swallowed my screams whole. They went down my throat as sharp-cornered and cold as ice cubes.

For I did not want him to see, or to question me, for here contains already secrets, and my secrets are my fortune and my sanity.

I don't like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.

No child or future generation will ever know what this was like. They will never understand. When it is over we will go quietly among the living and we will not tell them. We will talk and sleep and go about our business like human beings. We will seal what we have seen in the silence of our hearts and no words will reach us.

The best way to not get caught was to not be seen

There's a reason every book, even one that isn't very serious, is shaped like a suitcase

We're extremely adroit at hiding our fear. Most of our lives in public are spent papering over, rationalizing, and otherwise denying our fear. We go to war because we're afraid, and we often go to spiritual events for the very same reason.

If you hide your spark, bury your ideas, keep your questions and notions from the team, you have hurt them as badly as if you had stolen a laptop and fenced it on eBay.

the fear remains. The old stories of what happened to Joe or Bob or Sue thirty years ago are told over and over. We use them to stoke our fear, to rationalize our desire to hide.

Maybe the truth doesn't exist if you look the other way.

There are secret sins and found-out sins, and it is foolish to worry about the first until it becomes the second.

The costs of keeping secrets include our growing isolation due to fear of detection and the ways we shut down inside to avoid feeling the effects of our behavior. We can never afford to be truly seen and known—even by ourselves.