Quotes About Concealment

women are so suspicious of any interest that has not some obvious motive behind it, so terribly accustomed to concealment and suppression, that they are off at the flicker of an eye turned observingly in their direction.

Pray heaven that the inside of my mind may not be exposed

Life's what you see in people's eyes; life's what they learn, and, having learnt it, never, though they seek to hide it, cease to be aware of -- what? That life's like that, it seems.

People should not leave looking-glasses hanging in their rooms any more then they should leave open cheque books or letters confessing some hideous crime.

For in all she said, however open she seemed and voluptuous, there was something hidden; in all she did, however daring, there was something concealed. So the green flame seems hidden in the emerald, or the sun prisoned in a hill. The clearness was only outward; within was a wandering flame.

I am she that men call Modesty. Virgin I am and ever shall be. Not for me the fruitful fields and the fertile vineyard. Increase is odious to me; and when the apples burgeon or the flocks breed, I run, I run, I let my mantle fall. My hair covers my eyes, I do not see. Spare, O spare!

This core of darkness could go anywhere, for no one saw it.

çünkü arkas?nda belli bir neden yoksa kad?nlar herhangi bir ilgiden çok kuÅŸkulan?rlar, gizlemeye ve bast?rmaya öyle fena al??m??lard?r ki, kendilerine dikilen bir göz k?rp?ld??? anda f?rlay?p kaçmaya haz?rd?rlar.

ViaÈ›a este ceea ce vezi în ochii oamenilor; viaÈ›a este ceea ce aceÈ™tia înva?? È™i, înv??ând, nu înceteaz? niciodat? s? fie conÈ™tienÈ›i de asta, deÈ™i încearc? s-o ascund? - ce anume?

Tinha a sensação estranhíssima de ser invisível, de não ser vista, ignorada.

Clothes are but a symbol of something hid deep beneath.

There he stood, in the camouflage of sun and shade, disfigured by them and masked by his own nakedness.

For life has worn me down: continual uneasiness, concealment of my knowledge, pretense, fear, a painful straining of all my nerves—not to let down, not to ring out Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and even to this day I still feel an ache in that part of my memory where the very beginning of this effort is recorded, that is, the occasion when I first understood that things which to me had seemed natural were actually forbidden, impossible, that any thought of them was criminal.

Wanted, wanted: Dolores Haze. Hair: brown. Lips: scarlet. Age: five thousand three hundred days. Profession: none, or starlet. Where are you hiding, Dolores Haze? Why are you hiding, darling? (I talk in a daze, I walk in a maze, I cannot get out, said the starling).

Knight seemed to him to be constantly playing some game of his own invention, without telling his partners its rules.

Sana anlat?lan?n asl?nda üç aÅŸamal? olduÄŸunu unutma; önce anlatan taraf?ndan biçimlendiÄŸini, sonra dinleyen taraf?ndan yeniden biçimlendiÄŸini, öyküdeki ölmüÅŸ adam?n her ikisinden de saklad??? ÅŸeyler olduÄŸunu.

My mouth to him was a splendid cave full of priceless treasures, but I denied him entrance.

Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man of the tale.

Oh, aprieto el gatillo, sin duda, pero las balas caen blandamente al suelo, una tras otra, desde el tímido cañón. En esos sueños, mi única preocupación es ocultar el fracaso a mi enemigo, que se aburre cada vez más.

Exceptional virility often reflects in the subject's displayable features a sullen and congested something that pertains to what he has to conceal.

Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man in the tale.

What's so awful is that one can't tear up the past by its roots. One can't tear it out, but one can hide one's memory of it.

You who conceal your strongest feelings must think me a shameless little idiot for throwing open my poor bruised heart like this.

Say, wouldn't Mother be absolutely mad if she found out we were lovers