Quotes About Concealment

It was awkward for her to admit even secretly to herself that she had fallen in love with a man who would possibly never love her in return, but she consoled herself with the thought that no one would ever know, and she would bear no blame for this love, as long as it remained unspoken, even if it was her first and last love, and it went on for a lifetime.

It was as though her nature were so brimming over with something that against her will it showed itself now in the flash of her eyes, and now in her smile. Deliberately she shrouded the light in her eyes, but it shone against her will in the faintly perceptible smile.

Tudo aquilo de que viveste e de que vives é uma mentira, um embuste, que oculta de ti a vida e a morte

Kitty felt that Anna was perfectly unaffected and was not trying to conceal anything, but that she lived in another, higher world full of complex poetic interests beyond Kitty's reach.

Con los ojos fijos en Napoleón pensaba en la insignificancia de la grandeza, en la insignificancia de la vida cuyo objeto nadie comprendía, en la insignificancia mayor aún de la muerte cuyo sentido permanecía oculto e impenetrable a los humanos

It was as though her nature were so brimming over with something that against her will it expressed itself now in a radiant look, now in a smile. She deliberately shrouded the light in her eyes but in spite of herself it gleamed in the faintly perceptible smile.

They had sung these verses before but there was no longer any need to conceal what they meant by them; the words had not changed, only their immediacy, only the emphasis with which certain phrases were intoned. "Now they gradually threw off the mask," Washington recalled, "and were not afraid to let it be known that the 'freedom' in their songs meant freedom of the body in this world."4

I hear it said of somebody that he is leading a double life. I think to myself: Just two?

Don't call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.

you wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent

Just as art is the concealment of art, laissezfaire is the concealment of tremendous generosity.

American architecture is the art of covering one thing with another thing, to immitate a third thing which, if genuine, would not be desirable

I feel like a ghost, Edna. Like I've been buried alive. As far as the world's concerned, I was born the day I began to pass. I have no past, no loved ones, no memories, no me. No one really sees me or speaks to me or touches me.

very quickly I discovered that passing didn't just mean slipping below the surface, it meant being buried alive. I was still me on the inside, trapped in there with all my wounds and fears. But I was no longer me on the outside.

Evil people want to look good to others. They also want to appear good in their own eyes, so the pangs of shame and self-reproach do not penetrate their hearts.

You can sweep broken glass under the carpet, but eventually it will work its way through the rug and cut your foot.

We are several people fitted inside each other. Chinese boxes. Our bodies are the outside box. Or the inside one if you like.

I like Halloween. It gives you a chance to dress up like something you're not, you know? Like when the Miami Dolphins put on football uniforms.

But the thing about monsters was, you couldn't talk to them about it, because they wouldn't admit they were monsters in the first place.

By the standards of magical society they'd fallen at the first hurdle: they hadn't had the basic good sense to keep their shit to themselves.

He was unexpectedly happy, though he instinctively kept it a secret.

Quentin did a magic trick. Nobody noticed.

That's how you roll when you're a secret teenage magician

What was under all that armor, all that anger? More anger, and more armor. Anger and armor, all the way down.