Quotes About Concealment

Silence is not a lie. A sin of omission, but not a lie.

The thigh holster wasn't bad actually, though I wouldn't have wanted to try it unless I had pants on to protect my thighs. My thighs rub together when I walk, thank you very much. But with jeans it wasn't bad.

If one thing is a secret, everything is

La seriedad es un continente misterioso del cuerpo que sirve para ocultar los defectos de la mente

Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners. We are trained not to see it, not to see any of it. . . . Someone just ripped off my eyelids.

I needed to hear the world but didn't want the world to know I was listening.

To keep up appearances, I stomp my room and slam the door.

My earbuds were in, but I wasn't playing music. I needed to hear the world but didn't want the world to know I was listening.

There is a beast in my gut, I can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. Even if I dump the memory, it will stay with me, staining me. My closest is a good thing, a quiet place that helps me hold these thoughts inside my head where no one can hear them.

The false innocence you render for them by censoring truth protects only you.

If I could turn into a wisp of smoke, I could slip into them and disappear.

I learned then that words had such power some must never be spoken and was thus robbed of both tongue and the truth.

I hide in the bathroom until I know Heather's bus has left. The salt in my tears feels good when it stings my lips. I wash my face in the sink until there is nothing left of it, no eyes, no nose, no mouth. A slick nothing.

In London, Man is the most secret animal on earth.

and Vivian eyed something no one else could see. Then

My crime seemed destined to remain a secret forever.

Our inventions mirror our secret wishes.

If things were always what they seemed, how impoverished would be the imagination of man!

Stain my eyes as I may, on all sides all is black.

I know my mouth is agape and my eyes are wide, but I'm relieved that hope isn't a tangible thing, because everyone around me would see mine crumbling.

She's hiding and no one else sees. She's dying and no one else notices.

You're sad but you hold everything back...

I'm sure the universe is full of intelligent life. It's just been too intelligent to come here.

What cannot be known is more revealing than what can.