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Quotes About Concealment

Her body was tortured with something it could not let out.
~ Jean Toomer
The lies one tells always pale in comparison to the truths one withholds.
~ Jean Zimmerman
where she imagines she's inconspicuous. This is the one benefit of being a migrant, of having effected this disguise so completely: they are nearly invisible. No one looks at them, and in fact, people take pains not to look at them.
~ Jeanine Cummins
gloves and dark black visors so you can't see their eyes, and their faces
~ Jeanine Cummins
When a philosophical thought expresses a concept of what it then names "God," this concept functions exactly as an idol. It gives itself to be seen, but thus all the better conceals itself as the mirror where thought, invisibly, has its forward point fixed, so that the invisable finds itself, with an aim suspended by the fixed concept, disqualified and abandoned
~ Jean-Luc Marion
But the rare herb, Forgetfulness, / It hides away from me.
~ Jeanne Robert Foster
Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.
~ Jean-Paul Sartre
the disguise. Back in the main hall, Mr. Dart helped Stanley climb up into the empty picture frame. Stanley was able to stay in place because Mr. Dart had cleverly put four small spikes in the wall, one for each hand and foot. The frame was a perfect fit. Against the wall, Stanley looked just like a picture. "Except for one thing," Mr. Dart said. "Shepherdesses are supposed to look happy. They smile at their sheep and at the sky. You look fierce, not happy, Stanley.
~ Jeff Brown
This is a really lame exchange of hidden messages.
~ Jeff Strand
learning how to disappear is the best way I've found to make my true self visible to myself and others.
~ Jeff Tweedy
Become a type, no one saw you. Paranoid thought: What better disguise? But disguise for what?
~ Jeff Vandermeer
She had wanted to cover up the core of her decisions by hiding facts or watering them down. But she must have been wise enough to realize, no matter her motivations, no matter the labyrinth, every omission left some sign of its presence.
~ Jeff Vandermeer
Los veíamos al pasar, haciendo como si no los viéramos, con
~ Elena Garro
He was a past master of making himself seem insignificant, of seeming invisible.
~ Elie Wiesel
People are mistaken if they believe that the only choice is between silence and speech. One silence can hide another.
~ Elie Wiesel
Nobody knows what goes on in other families, because families lie about themselves to other people. Not only to other people but to one another. And to themselves.
~ Elizabeth Berg
It's not that he doesn't smile; it's that if his smile were something you drew, you'd erase it, thinking, Wrong.
~ Elizabeth Berg
For a long time, we have known that sometimes it serves you best simply to work around an obstacle, to make invisible what you are tired of seeing or don't understand.
~ Elizabeth Berg
I wanted to keep it as small as possible, so that it would go away sooner. I needed to keep it to myself.
~ Elizabeth Berg
You could see that her tremendous inside life, its solitary fears and fires, was out of accord with her humble view of herself; to hide or excuse what she felt was her first wish.
~ Elizabeth Bowen
Oh, he might still be half-seas over, but he wasn't so bosky that he couldn't discern a feminine shape that begged to be explored- though she was obviously doing her best to hide it beneath the plain gown she wore. She might even be a proper bit, if it weren't for the path of ruined crockery in her wake. That spoke of an impulsive and passionate nature. A dangerous mix in a pretty miss that begged to be unleashed in a different way. Say, in a man's bed.
~ Elizabeth Boyle
Ann has a preternatural ability to render herself very small—nearly invisible—in order to better observe the world around her in safe anonymity, so that she can write about it, unnoticed. In other words, her superpower is to conceal her superpowers.
~ Elizabeth Gilbert
This matter must never be spoken of again. We WASPs can apply that rule to anything—from a moment of awkwardness at the dinner table to a relative's suicide.
~ Elizabeth Gilbert
He remembered Mrs. Dews' light brown eyes last night. The way they'd closed in bliss when he'd fed her the plum tart… Her emotion was foreign, wild and exciting, and entirely fascinating--and she tried so very hard to hide it. Why? He wanted to spend time with the source of such powerful emotion. Wanted to experiment, poke and prod, see what else made her cheeks flush her breath come fast.
~ Elizabeth Hoyt