Quotes About Hidden

É un luogo romantico, sì" convenne Poirot, "e tranquillo. Il sole brilla e il mare è un incanto. Ma dimentica, signorina Brewster, che il male si annida dovunque, sotto il sole.

It's full of festering poison, this place, and it looks as peaceful and as innocent as the Garden of Eden." "Even there," said Owen drily, "there was one serpent.

Poirot said "you will find,M.le docteur,if you have much to do with cases of this kind,that they all resemble each other in one thing." "what is that?" I asked curiously "everyone concerned in them has something to hide

There was, of course, central heating, but it was not apparent.

Your conclusions are, I think, justified," he said. "Ulick Norman Owen! In Miss Brent's letter, though the signature of the surname is a mere scrawl the Christian names are reasonably clear-Una Nancy -in either case, you notice, the same initials. Ulick Norman OwenUna Nancy Owen-each time, that is to say, U. N. Owen. Or by a slight stretch of fancy, UNKNOWN!

Poirot laughed. "The moral of that is, always look under the mats!

They won't know. Who's to tell them? Nobody knows but you." It was the second time she had said those words. At this second repetition her voice changed a little

That's why you often find that the author of anonymous letters is the last person in the place to be suspected. Some quiet inoffensive little soul who apparently can't say Bo to a goose—all sweetness and Christian meekness on the outside—and seething with all the fury of hell underneath!

The typists might have been so many blackbeetles.

True literature engages what is concealed in fate and hidden in the human soul; it exists in the metaphysical realms.

she would follow her father over the horizon and down the other side, where the world lay hidden.

What the eye doesn't see,"' said the man, '"the heart doesn't grieve for." Or does it?

No one likes to make their personal life public.

The woman's perspective is like the dark side of the moon: it always exists, but it is never exposed, at least not in my culture.

There's been such a sense that there's one set of rules for trillion-dollar financial institutions and a different set for all the rest of us. It's so pervasive that it's not even hidden.

My age and my phone number are both unlisted.

As an artist, illustrator, and photographer, most of my daily work was formed around the Art & Entertainment business, which was about packaging ideas that looked like they were crafted as artist ideas. In the distributed products, my artist credit was hidden inside the package of the artist or entertainment personality.

There were definitely songs in the past that were me dealing with living this gender dysphoria, and sometimes they were really direct and no one picked up on it - but oftentimes, they were more veiled in metaphor.

I could open a thousand Excel documents and still never think to scroll past a wall of empty rows to see if, hidden beneath them, there is a tab I need to click. Just doesn't occur to me. Because, design.

The real war will never get in the books.

There could be more to the universe than the three dimensions we are familiar with. They are hidden from us in some way, perhaps because they're tiny or warped. But even if they're invisible, they could affect what we actually observe in the universe.

To understand the hidden secret of the modern industrial world in which I find myself, I have to return to another world. That world is at once wartime Nice and the plantation - the sugar isles on which Europe's prosperity was built.

Invisible factors in my life would inevitably lead to my downfall. I felt I had known this all along. There was no escape.

How many other lives are hidden, and hearts are seeking? How many would give anything in the world to be held by the person they love?