Quotes About Revelation

People reveal as much by their silence as they do by what they say.

face a bright red. Every- one else

Sudden, he be grinning. Grin like this be bursting at him, happy bigger than his face.

Tears are like the lava of a volcano; you can see the escape but never the core.

Under the guise of being a showpiece for the world where prosperity is as easily found as water in a stream, America, for all her ostensible beauty, has an ugly scar across her belly that she has tried repeatedly to suppress and keep hidden from curious onlookers. More than a few times she has almost been exposed, and this ugliness brought to light, but always another garment would quickly be thrown over the rough spot and all the turmoil and ugliness again blanketed. But not this time.

Now in my heart I see clearly a beautiful face shining back on me, stained with love

He leaned over and kissed me — not for the first time, but it still felt like something. Like something I don't remember having felt before, or at least for a long time. Like a door had been opened that had been shut so long ago that I forgot it was there, and whatever was behind that door was younger and brighter and less burdened than what I'd becom

Interviewer: What does it mean to you to be a Silettian detective? Murray: (Pause.) It means I was blind, and now I can see. Interviewer: And the drinking? Murray: Well. Some people need glasses to see, you know.

It wasn't until months later that I would look back and realize that, most likely, I had killed the magazine dealer myself.

Caroline, I'm mad enough to beat the shit out of you. But I'm not so mad I can't think. You fingered me to the cops because there's something you know that you're scared to talk about. I want to know what it is.

I learned it's easier not to say anything at all. You mention something, even a throwaway comment, and it draws attention. People want to know more. It was easier to never mention it in the first place.

Or perhaps all those things you missed upon first glance mean much more than you could ever guess.

the only way to keep your secrets safe is to have none at all...

when I hide something, it stays hid, until I want it found.

Stick with me, kids. It's about to get so good... -A

Four liars are about to be burned -A

Mai fidarsi di una bella ragazza se nasconde un orribile segreto.

Holy shit," Spencer said. She held her T-shirt up against her naked chest. "What is it? Wren asked. Spencer stepped back. Her throat was dry. "Oh," she croaked. "Oh," Wren echoed. Melissa stood outside the window, her hair messay and Medusa-like, her face absolutely expressionless. A cigarette shook in her tiny, usually steady fingers. "I didn't know you smoked," Spencer finally said.

Emma still had a lot to learn about me. The only place I went stag was the bathroom.

The woman wasn't Mr. Kahn's sister. She was Mr. Kahn.

I bet you thought I was Alison, didn't you? Well, sorry, but I'm not. Duh. She's dead.

Sigo aquí, putas. Y lo sé todo. —A.

Alison was great at keeping secrets, but she was also great at punishing people with the truth." - Jason Dilaurentis, Pretty Little Liars

Sean was starting to remind her of the croque-monsieur she once ordered in Nice. At first glance, it looked like a plain, cookie-cutter grilled cheese, nothing special. But when she bit into it, the cheese was Brie and there were chopped-up portabello mushrooms hidden underneath. There was a lot more to it than it had appeared. Sean