Quotes About Hidden

Because after a time having a secret and nobody knowing you have a secret us no fun. And although you dont want others to know what the secret is, you want them to at least know you have one.

To have you here, you mean-in reach and yet out of reach? To meet you in this way, on the sly? It's the very reverse of what I want.

There were many kinds of freedom, and the most precious ones were secret.

An assassin should never see the face behind the victim's mask.

The perfect hero is one whose heroism none sees. The most precious glory is the glory lost on senseless winds. The highest virtue is the one that remains for ever hidden within oneself.

I've been the walking dead all along, and I didn't even know it. The thought left him weakened, as if some hidden knife had just pushed deep inside, piercing his soul. I've been telling myself this was being alive. This here. This…hiding. Wishing. Dreaming. Wanting. And all the while, what does anyone else see when they look at me?

The truth may hide at your feet. The truth may lie coiled in high grasses. But it still has claws, it still has fangs. Be careful, Captain, where you step.

If we're lucky and skillful enough — if we transform the equations in just the right way — we can get them to reveal their hidden implications. To a mathematician, the process feels almost palpable. It's as if we're manipulating the equations, massaging them, trying to relax them enough so that they'll spill their secrets. We want them to open up and talk to us.

divert the discussion from its main intent and fasten upon some statement of mine which lacks a hair's-breadth of the truth and, under this hair, hide the fault of another which is as big as a ship's cable.

Love is the underground force that here and there drives springs to the surface of life's quotidian waste.

An unwritten law forbids us to speak of it, and even the thought conjures dark names, dark times.

The tasted keep their secrets.

For all her slobbish behaviour, Lydia still had a mind in there somewhere, and she knew more about Tech-Green than she ever let on to Patti, Ari was sure.

From what I can gather, there's quite a lot you don't like talking about!

Rav enjoyed having a hidden life, which others knew nothing about. He looked forward to the meetings in the old dark chamber and the powerful and beautiful words Tatrini was teaching them. He enjoyed the shivery feelings that coursed through his body and made the hairs on his arms stand up.

The man was tall, shrouded in a dark cloak, his face now hidden by a wide-brimmed hat, in which reposed a single magnificent blue feather.

He knew he was drawn to the Dragon Lord, but it was not a sexual feeling, nor even one of admiration or affection. It was beyond words. In his mind, it resembled a billowing cloud with dark edges. What was hidden within it? Valraven stood tall and still, his black hair gleaming in the clear sunlight. He looked like a proud stallion, eyes wild. Tayven had no doubt he could sense scrutiny.

The city hummed and rustled with secret life.

All the time he had been lying in wait, pretending to be something he wasn't.

He was eager and bouncy, like an overfriendly lion cub; tawny and golden and laced with hidden claws.

I am their secret, but then the humans in the Strangeling have many secrets.

He looked at the girl of hidden colours and saw a few of her paths, radiating off, diminishing glows.

Men and women who'd remained in the shadows came forth, bringing their maledictions with them.

Behind every conversation, every shadowed glance, every stone on the road, every bud overhead, lurked a hidden threat: that the climax of Shem's task would be his own sacrifice.