Quotes About Concealment

Yet what best protected privacy wasn't concealment but apathy - the fact that other people simply weren't interested.

Yet what best protected privacy wasn't concealment but apathy—the fact that other people simply weren't interested.

That boy hardly needed a mask when his naked face was already impenetrable.

Kevin was a shell game in which all three cups were empty.

amazing how boring you can get away with being when you're pretty. No one seems to notice. When you're pretty everyone just assumes you must have a great life. People are so short-sighted, sometimes. People are so stupid. I have a dark past and I have dark thoughts. I do dark things and I scare myself sometimes. I wake in the middle of the night and I've twisted myself

Invisibility was my favorite state of existence.

The things that happened behind the closed door of that house were appalling, and like a coward, I did a flit. I left them to it.

Yes, I see, Mr Worsley. The love that shall not speak its name." "Well, yes, something like that. Something illicit, dangerous, yet also something beautiful, something... grand. A grand love, one that has brought both joy and heartache. Yes?

My theory, currently, is that this is someone who has known something all along whilst remaining in the shadows. Someone who knows what happened to Tallulah and Zach.

Such a shit, her big brother. He hid it with a mischievous veneer of dark humor, but she sometimes suspected that the darkness ran much deeper.

the police can somehow find out that Henry was responsible for killing Birdie Dunlop-Evers with a single blow to the head a full twenty-six years after the crime was committed, then what else are they capable of uncovering? I am home, she thinks, I am in clean pyjamas in a big soft bed in a luxury apartment block in central London. But I will never ever feel safe, not until I know that the French police are not still looking for me.

The feelings cut too deep for them to be put on display.

As most people know, I am a vampire, so I have no reflection. Every day, I paste a picture of someone else on the mirror.

There were interesting ways that queerness could hide out and get played out pre-Stonewall. It is part of a vast history that is getting forgotten quickly as we trumpet forward into gay marriage and gays in the military and a much different cultural attitude toward gay lives.

There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might see.

There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.

Faking is a social activity in which people act together to draw a veil over unwanted realities and encourage each other in the exercise of their illusory powers.

I like to show subjects inside a sealed veneer. There's a sense that you can't get in.

Once they have been to bed together, they will have to find something else to conceal the enormous absurdity of their existence.

No. Don't look up. I know what you're hid-ing with your hands. I know you've no face left.

The whole point of wearing a disguise was to be seen wearing her.

It's not that I have anything to hide—I've already hidden all of it—but

It would be much too difficult for anyone to get in and out of this area, especially if they were carrying questionable loads of body parts and the like.

Doakes had a first name! It was Albert - had anyone ever really called him that? Unthinkable. I had assumed his name was Sergeant.