Quotes About Concealment

I learned how to stop crying. I learned how to hide inside of myself. I learned how to be somebody else. I learned how to be cold and numb.

That's how I do this life sometimes by making the ordinary just like magic and just like a card trick and just like a mirror and just like the disappearing. Every Indian learns how to be a magician and learns how to misdirect attention and the dark hand is always quicker than the white eye and no matter how close you get to my heart you will never find out my secrets and I'll never tell you and I'll never show you the same trick twice. I'm traveling heavy with illusions.

Many adoptees try to convince themselves and others that they have no special needs. They are masters at keeping that vulnerable place within themselves concealed. However, beneath the surface there is often depression. Rage. Bewilderment. Confusion about identity. Fear of loss. Shame. Lack of direction. Lack of emotional stamina. Low stress tolerance. Floating anxiety.

I got a shotgun and a backhoe and no one looks under a septic tank for a dead body. (Bubba)

Can you keep a secret?" "Me and Tupperware, baby. We seal tight. Ain't nothing going to get out.

You'd be amazed at the pain and tears a single smile hides.

You don't even know me. (Adron) Yes, I do. You try to hide what you are, but I see it. It shines through your bitterness with a brightness not even you can extinguish. (Livia)

You know it might help if you'd actually told all of us about them before we run across them. Had you not shown up just now, I'd have been locked in a useless game of Whac-a-Mole, trying to kill them with a knife through the heart. I could have been gallu Daimon kibble. Really not cool, Sin." – Sundown

Caleb says to Nick. He wouldn't have gone after you if you hadn't exposed yourself. and Nick thought to himself. Excuse me...? I do believe I kept it in my pants.

Even the contemplative life is only an effort, Nora my dear, to hide the body so the feet won't stick out.

Some people fake their death, I'm faking my life.

I had so many secrets and so much social repression throughout my life. I guess I'm just a shy person and feel like my true self is unacceptable to most people.

I always drastically changed my look for each role. It's gotten a little tedious in real life, also, because there's no hiding.

The facts of a person's life will, like murder, come out.

We must be amusing at all times and sneer at those who express their real feelings; it's dangerous for a tribe to allow its members to show their feelings.

I don't think that there's been one example in history where somebody has openly talked about their personal life and it's done them any good.

Have you ever felt that there was something going on in life that not everyone was aware of?

I lived a very don't-ask, don't-tell life.

There's something so muffled about the way you experience things. It's as if you were trying to slip through life unchanged.

I spent much of my life hiding.

I'd like to keep my personal life private. In reality, I know that's not possible. In the present, I'm trying to pretend it's possible.

We all in real life put on these masks - we don't swear when we're around certain people When we come home, when you're on your own I'm sure you're really different than when you're with your boss.

I spend my whole life trying to put up a front to prevent people from seeing certain parts of me. Weirdly, when I go to write, I feel like I have to expose it, almost compulsively.

Someone can be mentally ill, but if they are young and beautiful and their life is going well, people don't notice because at that point the cracks are almost imperceptible.