Quotes About Facade

...the child trying not to appear as a child, of the strenuousness with which she tried to present the face of a convincing adult.

The only normal people are the ones you don't know very well.

Such things as smiles can be weapons as well.

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 frowned, looked to one another with shallow and delighted eyes, eyes that just skimmed over the surface of things without understanding.

Relationships based on masklike communication of this kind cannot change. They remain what they have always been: instances of mis-communication. A genuine relationship is possible only if both partners can admit their feelings, experience them and communicate them to each other without fear. It is fine and uplifting when this happens. But it is rare, because both partners' fear of giving up the accustomed façade or mask prevents any genuine exchange.

Todo el mundo está cansado. Lo que pasa es que algunos aprenden a actuar como si no lo estuvieran.

Happiness was just a trick in your case.

Along with the constant pain was the constant need to pretend you weren't in pain at all, as though the worst thing about your agony was that it might put other people out.

Friends are people one pretends to like in order to make life bearable.

He's every bit like his fireplace, the big dolt. Looks impressive, but there's not much going on underneath.

We're none of us hard as we seem.

We get the right sort of man, but the wrong side of him...

Do not judge men by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy.

the best way to avoid having your heart broken was to pretend you don't have one.

See?" I said. "That's exactly the person I don't want to be with. And he's always there, underneath all your charm.

They're doing just as I asked them to. As we Sinclairs always do. Pretending. Lying. Trying to have a good time.

WELCOME TO THE beautiful Sinclair family. No one is a criminal. No one is an addict. No one is a failure. The Sinclairs are athletic,

Todas las calaveras tienen una cara de risa que no viene a cuento

Under all those smiles, jokes and laughs is a whole different person...

For him, politeness was a surgical mask, something he slipped on before he took out his scalpel.

This wasn't a house. It was a movie set. The art, the hardwood floors, the rugs, the grand piano, the Italian lighting and furniture

I've been faking it all my life. I'm good at it.

It seems to me that there are two kinds of trickery: the 'fronts' people assume before one another's eyes, and the 'front' a writer puts on the face of reality.