Quotes About Disguise

She didn't care to be reminded how starved she looked, but she could hardly bemoan the fact. It had lent well to her disguise. Though seventeen, she had masqueraded as a stripling lad beneath the very noses of the Yankees. Captain Latimer had not even been suspicious.

I believe, my dear Erienne," he began solicitously, the humor in his voice disguised by a disapproving frown, "that you either have a penchant for self-destruction… or you are somehow testing me… or my ability to protect you. I think this may bear further investigation." -Christopher

The secret life is the only real life. Everything else is just a disguise.

Should we use code names?" Hi popped up from the steps on which he'd been sitting. "Of course we should. Inside, refer to me as Rex Condor." Hi winced in surprise as Shelton smacked the back of his head. "You?" Shelton shrugged. "Had to be done. Ben's too far away." Ben gave Shelton a thumbs-up. My eyes rolled skyward.

Hell," he said, looking down his body. "I shouldn't have thought about that just yet. Now Alice is going to come out of the bathroom and see you standing there being demanding. That's not very gentlemanly...." This just made him even harder. With a sigh, he snatched up her pirate hat and slapped it over his crotch. "There. Now we can at least present the semblance of a man who doesn't have a single track mind.

everyone was a monster and everyone wore a mask to hide the fact.

Honest, Blake, take no notice," Joe said. "He's a fart on the surface, but scratch underneath and he can sometimes smell a bit better.

The zombies were like Canadians, in that they looked enough like real people at first, to fool you.

I have forgotten my mask, and my face was int it.

This fact, as I shall later explain, has a direct and important bearing upon the interpretation of dreams. It is obvious that if you assume the dream to be symbolic, you will interpret it differently from a person who believes that the essential energizing thought or emotion is known already and is merely "disguised" by the dream. In the latter case, dream interpretation makes little sense, for you find only what you already know.

He melded into the crowd, sidling around them so they wouldn't look at his singed butt, and the more he thought about it the more he realized he was glad he hadn't had access to his badge. He retrieved his clothing and the saddlebag and melded into the night.

If Willie hadn't known the man working on the doghouse in the garage must be his father, he might not have recognized him. Dad's nose was red from the cold, and he was wearing a grease-streaked red-and-black-checked lumberman's jacket and a red flannel hat with floppy earflaps. He looked a lot more dignified in a business suit and tie, Willie thought.

One of the several masks of this same reality.

Se algo era merda, cheiraria a merda por mais que se jogasse perfume em cima.

His face, illuminated by the lights, is blank, like someone vacuumed away all his personality, leaving only a mask

No one is who they pretend to be.

My son, beware of a plain damsel who charmeth thee, for she needeth much wile, and useth diverse weapons.

She stopped at the desk and held up a can for his view. "This looks like an ordinary hairspray can, right?" "Of course." he said though he had no idea what hairspray was.

Please. Shit sprinkled with sugar was still shit. Baden

Shit sprinkled with sugar was still shit.

Aubrey - "Apparently she wears a black leather catsuit and a golden mask." Irene - "Any details on the mask?" Aubrey - "I think people are usually too busy looking at the black leather catsuit.

Any details on the mask?" "I think people are usually too busy looking at the black leather cat-suit.

When I'm up to something I find it very hard to realize that I probably look no different from the way I look on other occasions.

I took him for a kind of buffoon. Now I see he is a devil.