Quotes About Concealment

shared pain is central to what it means to be a human being," but we are a society that values the anesthetic over pain. We hide our prisons, our sick, our mad, and our poor; we expend colossal resources to live in padded, temperature-controlled environments that make few demands on our bodies or our minds. We come up with elaborate means of not knowing about the suffering of others and of blaming them when we do.

Once upon a time there was a king and queen who thought they were sneaky.

Although this scouting gig sounded like a financial hit, it made Nonie extremely nervous. She feared someone slip--that someone being Buggy--and others would find out Nonie's secret. And if the wrong person caught wind that she could see and speak to the dead, word would spread through Clay Point like ants at a picnic.

Anything covered is always interesting. There is never nothing beneath something that is covered.

As Simone de Beauvoir had told us, women are not supposed to eclipse men in a world in which success and power are marked out for them. It is not easy to take up the historic privilege of dominance over women... if he is economically dependent on her talents. At the same time, she receives the fatal message that she must conceal her talents and abilities in order to be loved by him.

I thought so. Anything covered is always interesting. There is never nothing beneath something that is covered. As a child, I used to cover my face with my hands so that no one would know I was there. And then I discovered that covering my face made me more visible because everyone was curious to see what it was I wanted to hide in the first place.

The face beneath the mask has to grow seamlessly into the mask.

My mother's words are my mirror. My laptop is my veil of shame. I hide in it all the time.

Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret places is pleasant. —JACOB CATS, Moral Emblems, 1632

But those things that apparently cut out life, or seem to conceal or block it, are not nearly so mysterious as they pretend. These 'things' are bound by logic and may be analysed, isolated and destroyed. pg. 3

It is a kind of geisha containment, a shutteredness, a withdrawal and negation. It's as if she is capable of sensing when people are on the point of knowing who she is and she sends them a subliminal denial.

From what you didn't say, lies that you did say.

without his black cloak and helmet he looked different somehow

There was a part of her she hadn't yet allowed to be born because it was too beautiful for this place

Sir Adam tells me your husband had looked for you prior to the meal that day and couldn't find you," Faucon said. "Where were you?" "Hiding," she said with a sigh. "It's what I do here.

Everything okay?" Jake appeared at her side. "Would you stop sneaking up on me?" she said, unwilling to admit that the insanely loud washing machine may have disguised his entrance. He

Why don't you just tell Meridith who you are, man?" "Because she thinks the uncle is irresponsible and self-absorbed." Jake missed. Wyatt snorted. "She tell you that?" Jake scowled. Wyatt put up another shot, this one from the left side—Jake's weak spot. The ball swished through the net. "Besides, after I've been there all these weeks incognito . . . I don't think it's going to go over well." Meridith

It occurred to Rosie that she couldn't hide either, even though the truth had been hidden from her. Now she was out from the shadows, out in the open for the first time in her life, standing in the harsh light.

attempting to appear nonprejudiced through silence, avoidance, and lack of disclosure may actually make someone appear more biased because great energy is expended to conceal thoughts and feelings, thereby making the person appear less friendly or involved (Apfelbaum, Sommers, & Norton, 2008; Sue, 2010).

strike from the shadows, disapear into darkness

We could wear disguises," said Frightening. Aurora nodded quickly. "Like a false beard. I've always wanted to wear a false beard." Vex frowned. "But you're a woman." "Exactly. They'd never suspect it was me.

Her reflection had hidden something from her. This, Valkyrie thought to herself, is probably not a good sign.

Ryan, you're not real. You don't exist... You're Deacon Maybury," Skulduggery said. "You're a hiding place who thinks it's a boy.

Don't act offended. You wear a bag on your head.