Quotes About Concealment

This kind of knowing you can never tell to anyone. If you want us to survive, you cannot trust a soul'... 'Not for any reason on this earth. You can never tell

But Sally didn't have the heart to fight back. She wore dark clothes and tried not to be noticed. She pretended she wasn't smart and never raised her hand in class. She disguised her own nature so well that after a while she grew uncertain of her own abilities.

This was the virtue of the dark: you were who you had always been, only no one could see you.

In two weeks a man could completely refashion his history; he could walk all the way to Ohio or Iowa, change his name and his accent, disappear into another life. In the woods, footprints faded, the wind rose up to disperse of clothing, flesh became grass.

People really could be one way outside, when inside they were torn to shreds, a fine white powder of grief and regret replacing blood and bones, and no one even noticed.

They've become sleepwalkers, wandering through their own nightmares, each avoiding the others for fear that a word, a conversation, a kiss will make them realize they aren't dreaming.

You think you know somebody, but what do you know? Only what they want to show you. Remember, it's what's inside that matters.

You don't hide what you think is beautiful. You hide what is broken. You hide when you're a monster.

I'm trying to find someone who doesn't want to be found. That can be as hard as looking for a shadow.

Some secrets were much harder to keep than others, especially ones you kept from yourself.

A secret is always hard, a stone wedged just beneath the skin. A constant reminder that won't go away, a secret invokes longing; it takes on a life of its own. In order to keep one well, certain things have to be done backward: Laughter instead of tears, a slow walk when the urge is to run. Always deny what is most important, at least in the presence of others.

Evil was predictable; it cloaked itself in righteousness, convinced its enemies must be punished.

Um homem que desaparece ou está morto ou quer que você pense que está. Talvez seja melhor que você pense assim.

Onde havia uma mentira, sempre se descobriam outras.

Você não pode fingir que algo real não existe.

It's easy to keep to yourself if you hang back and always sit in the last row and slip around corners as if you were a ghost.

SAYING AND CONCEALING For I would prefer to have these attacks and please you, rather than displease you and not have them. —Marcel Proust in a letter to his mother

Accommodation to parental needs often (but not always) leads to the "as-if personality." This person develops in such a way that he reveals only what is expected of him and fuses so completely with what he reveals that one could scarcely guess how much more there is to him behind this false self.

As she never wanted me to be the way I really was, I had to actively conceal my authentic feelings from her.

He liked her not knowing. I could tell. He liked her not knowing. Her ignorance woke a pleasure that melted on his tongue, like a lick of toffee.

Hay algo que creo que deberías saber. Esta puede ser una de las frases más desagradables que puede escuchar una persona. Existen muchas probabilidades de que lo que deberías saber te resulte gravoso, y de que se insinúe que otras personas han tenido que soportar la carga mientras que tú te has librado todo ese tiempo.

Mentira nenhuma, afinal, era mais violenta que as mentiras que nós contamos a nós mesmos e aí desgraçadamente temos que continuar contando para segurar aquele vômito todo no estômago, comendo a gente por dentro.

How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?

Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.