Quotes About Concealment

Silverfish: He disappeared a few years ago. Disappeared? How? said Cuddy. We think, said Silverfish, leaning closer, that he found a way of making himself invisible. Really? Because, said Silverfish, nodding conspiratorially, no-one has seen him.

magic has a habit of lying low, like a rake in the grass.

But magic has a habit of lying low, like a rake in the grass.

When one of us says, 'Look there's nothing out there,' what we are really saying is, 'I cannot see.

I am fifty-four years old, the age my mother was when she died. The questions I hold now could not have been comprehended when I was a woman in my twenties. I didn't realize how young she was, but isn't that the conceit of mothers—that we conceal our youth and exist only for our children? It is

Every human on this earth had secrets.

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It is easy to see the flaws of others, hard to see one's own. One exposes flaws of others, yet hides one's own flaws.

She knew the truth: that Frankenstein had created a female monster, and that the female monster had escaped. And she hid that truth. Knowing of Justine, she did the best she could, for another woman. She erased her from the story.

No one seems to have noticed that a loss of a sense of shame means a loss of privacy; a loss of privacy means a loss of intimacy; and a loss of intimacy means a loss of depth. There is, in fact, no better way to produce shallow and superficial people than to let them live their lives entirely in the open, without concealment of anything.

Love makes me naked; Propinquity's a harsh master; O the songs we hide singing to ourselves!

The joys of parents are secret, and so are their grieves and fears.

My sadness compels me to hide it so that people won't judge me. Seeking help would have blown my cover. Meanwhile, my mania convinces me that it's making me fun so I'll want to dive further into it. Seeking help would've ruined that good time.

I grew up in society when lots of things were hidden, and they were not hidden just one way, but it was very complicated.

It's clear Justin Trudeau has something to hide.

Concealing an illness is like keeping a beach ball under water.

Writing was always an aspiration, but I'd kept it a secret even from myself.

The key is for the audience never to know, so I have a plan B for every illusion.

Football players have always got a problem, some pain, and in some games, I have had small problems with my knee or some pain, and I played anyway, but people don't know if I have a problem or not. People just know if you score a goal or if you play badly, but they never know if you are well or not.

No one knows what goes on behind any front door.

I don't like labels. I think they conceal more than they reveal, sort of like a bikini.

I wasn't usually the screaming type; I'd trained myself out of it years ago, because it doesn't up your chances of survival if you broadcast to the enemy both the fact that you're wounded and exactly where you are.

Ladies, it seems, seldom have strong feelings and, if they do, never never let them show. God's thumbs! I always have strong feelings and they are quite painful until I let them out, like a cow who needs to give milk and bellows with the pain in her

She wrapped herself up in an enigma; there was no other way to keep warm.