Quotes About Concealment

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

We are so used to disguise ourselves to others, that at last we disguise ourselves even to ourselves.

Whatever care we take to conceal our passions under the appearance of piety and honor, they are always to be seen through these veils.

We often glory in the most criminal passions; but envy is a shameful passion we never dare own.

It requires no small degree of ability to know when to conceal one's ability.

The constancy of the wise is only the talent of concealing the agitation of their hearts.

Duplicity is necessary in daily life, in that it covers many unpleasant things from sight, so they may not disturb the pleasure of others.

For years her emotions lay behind a wall she had constructed: the yearnings, the desires, the disappointment, and the pain.

We are educated in the grossest ignorance, and no art omitted to stifle our natural reason; if some few get above their nurses instructions, our knowledge must rest concealed and be as useless to the world as gold in the mine.

A che pro disegnare l'Impossibile? Perché è la verità, forse velata e mascherata, ma eterna.

Oh! think not that my eyes are dry, Because you mark no falling tears: There flows a river deep and dark, Whose waters ebb not with the years.

The fountain has not played itself out, the Flame still shines, the River still flows, the Spring still bubbles forth, the Light has not faded. But between us and It, there is a veil which is more like fifty feet of solid concrete. Deus absconditus. Or we have absconded.

In a world full of danger, to be a potentially seeable object is to be constantly exposed to danger. Self-consciousness, then, may be the apprehensive awareness of oneself as potentially exposed to danger by the simple fact of being visible to others. The obvious defence against such a danger is to make oneself invisible in one way or another.

People with secrets shouldn't make enemies. People with destinies shouldn't make plans.

It was sadness, lostness, and the worst thing about it was the way it seemed like a default—like it was there all the time, and all her other expressions were just an array of masks she used to cover it up.

The mind is good at hiding things, but it can't erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone.

The ones who know can't tell us, and the ones who tell us don't know.

It's a secret. My previous best friend suspected, and now she's at the bottom of a well. (Not really. She's in Poland. I had nothing to do with it

Zuzana wondered if she could have been wrong about him, but dismissed the thought. Anyone who would wear all white like that clearly had issues. Just looking at him made her wish she had a paintball gun, but hell, you couldn't pack for every eventuality.

But the truth has a way of seeping out. The mind can't erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone.

I've never liked to call it that," cut in Thyon—softly, like a confession. "It's bitter on my tongue. I think of it as the Unseen City instead.

The mind is good at hiding things, but there's something it cannot do: It can't erase. It can only conceal, and concealed things are not gone. They rot. They fester, they leak poisons. They ache and stink. They hiss like serpents in tall grass.

There was a deceptive tangling of alleys that gave the impression of a map that shifted behind you, gargoyles tiptoeing away, stones like puzzle pieces rearranging themselves into new configurations while you weren't looking.

La mente es buena para ocultar cosas, pero no puede borrarlas. Solo puede disimularlas, y las cosas disimuladas no están ausentes.