Quotes About Concealment

Language is a tool for concealing the truth. If we could read each other's minds, this would be a horror show.

Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth--it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.

By and large, language is a tool for concealing the truth.

We take refuge in pride, because we are afraid to tell the truth to ourselves.

Secrets are always hardest at the beginning. After a while they settle in like the cavities in your teeth, and you only think about them when they hurt.

The very second he thinks he has to explain himself to you, he'll feel as though he is losing his freedom. Then he'll make up a story to conceal something that didn't need to be concealed, just to protect his "territory" or his "turf." And he'll feel cornered.

She shoved her hands in the deep silk-lined pockets…where she felt the cold steel of a revolver.

Miss Holmes smiled. She had dimples. Of course she did—the Good Lord went to ridiculous lengths to make sure that one of the finest minds in existence was housed in a body least likely to be suspected of it.

She had grown so accustomed to this exterior that she didn't always remember what truly lay underneath. Nor did she particularly want to. Why fester in disillusion, bewilderment, and anger when she could float above and pretend to be this sunny, charming girl instead?

Transparency once meant being able to "open the hood" to see how things worked. Now, with the Macintosh meaning of transparency dominant in the computer culture, it means quite the opposite: being able to use a program without knowing how it works.

Although it is not always admitted, the hospital has offered families a place where they can hide the unseemly invalid whom neither the world nor they can endure. … The hospital has become the place of solitary death.

I am pregnant with song. My body aches but do not betray me. I will sing songs and hide them away. I will tear them into bits and throw them in the street. The streets of my city are full of dark holes. I will hide my songs in the holes of the streets.

One conceals oneself standing silently beside the trunk of a tree and what there is of a reflective tendency in his nature is intensified. One shudders at the thought of the meaninglessness of life while at the same instant, and if the people of the town are his people, one loves life so intensely that tears come into the eyes.

There is within every human being a deep well of thinking over which a heavy iron lid is kept clamped.

If you want to spot a liar, just remember that concealing the truth is like swallowing a slow-acting poison. It might take a while, but it will get them in the end. —VICTOR FLEMMING I

Her eyes were enlarged and faded with discovering what, by common human agreement, is better undivulged.

A person never knows their own true face. Everybody thinks that the phoney, posed social mask they wear is their real face.

A Conspiracy is like an Iceberg........there is a lot more to it than what meets the eye

Waste is the word coined by mankind to hide their incapabilities & unawareness to use something usefully

There is nothing that gives more assurance than a mask.

When I had reached my term, I looked like a rat dragging a stolen egg.

Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.

Because when you wear a mask long enough, it gets really hard to take it off. The mask becomes your face.