Quotes About Concealment

Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead.

Nature hides her secret because of her essential loftiness, but not by means of ruse.

It is by giving fair names to foul actions that those who would start at real vice are led to practise its lessons, under the disguise of virtue.

should these tales ever become public, whether you have not given us a page of talk for every single idea which two words might have communicated, while

There's never just one cockroach in the kitchen.

You know what this is? - Nope - It's a bowel disruptor. And you are just full of shit.

Now," he said, snapping the black blade open, "we have destroyed the teeth, crushed the face, and obliterated the fingerprints. And we have not been caught. We can therefore proceed with the first stage of carcass disposal. Fluid drainage." Amanda placed her hands together so quickly that they almost clapped. "Ooh," she said.

Man, talk about having a skeleton in the closet—this

The language that reveals also obscures.

Why the hell hadn't he bought two pints, as he usually did, so that if one was taken away he would have the other? He always planted one in his side pocket, the bulk of it showing conspicuously, and protested with passion and outrage when it was discovered and taken—then retired in a huff to his room, there to produce the other pint from his hip and hide it. Where had he not hidden bottles in his time?

Instead of the fellow everyone had always been so fond of—friendly, social, good company, bright, lively—he had developed into a crafty sly masquerader, artful and elusive, presenting a front so different from his real self that they pretended to believe out of sheer embarrassment, as much to save his face as their own.

And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.

To have a thing is little, if you're not allowed to show it, to know a thing, is nothing unless others know you know it.

many admire, but don't show

You can just sit in here, impervious and invisible. So invisible you might even forget yourself.

about. She says that is exactly what she's crying about. That everything is all right. That the world isn't ending. That we'll never tell each other how we really feel because everything is okay. Okay enough to just sit around, being okay. Okay enough that we forget that we don't have long, that it's late, late in this universe, and at some point in the future, it's not going to be okay.

I like to walk in rain, so that nobody can see my tears.

my lips never know my problem they just always smile

If people know how it's done, all the magic goes.

I walk in the Rain, so people won't see my tears.

I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.

He was all too aware that no matter how handsome you looked, how full of life and energy you were, underneath your skin was a grinning skeleton.

Course you can't fucking see, buddy, it's darker than a nun's virgin anus down here.

Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true.