Quotes About Hidden

I imagine having that sixth sense, the certainty that what I'm looking for is within reach, even if it's still hidden.

He has no idea what goes on through her mind. Shes so good at pretending. Hell never know how many tears are fallen each night for him or the endless hours that she wastes thinking, Maybe, just maybe

Hide not your talents, they for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?

There is a grand design hidden behind the obstacles , they are inevitable in everybodys life, they are not without purpose.

Pictures of the corners of life that no one else saw.

The unseen is almost always underlined with the unsaid.

unofficial money.

Don't let anyone know about your secret money.

The only truth about shadows is that you can't see them in the dark.

Esse amor sem fim, onde andará? Que eu busco tanto e nunca está E não me sai do pensamento Sempre, sempre longe Esse amor tão lindo que se esconde Nos confins do não sei onde Vive em mim além do tempo Longe, longe, onde? Por que não me surges nessa hora Como um sol Como o sol no mar Quando vem a aurora Esse amor que o amor me prometeu E que até hoje não me deu Por que não está ao lado meu? Esse amor sem fim, onde andará? Esse amor, meu amor, Onde andará?

Well, what shall I say; our inward thoughts, do they ever show outwardly? There may be a great fire in our soul, but no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a little bit of smoke coming through the chimney, and pass on their way.

A snake lurks in the grass.

Deep in her breast lives the silent wound.

Latet anguis in herba. (There's a snake hidden in the grass)

the twenty-five hundred acres that comprised Cromwell Plantation. She loved the land passionately. Carrie knew all its moods—all of its secrets and hidden places.

No habla con nadie. Solo se arrastra bajo los golpes que le propina su novio, por la noche y a escondidas. Para todos los demás, es majestuosa.

Such is the reason for avoiding shame and keeping margins concealed for it is there where fragility is made manifest.

I was less the keeper of a soccer goal than the keeper of a secret.

Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links, Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks, Under the look of fatigue, the attack of migraine and the sigh There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye.

Be secret and exult Because of all things known That is most difficult

apparently we believe in the words and through them but we long beyond them for what is unseen what remains out of reach what is kept covered

even there a shining is flowing from all the stones though the eyes are not yet made that can see it

A good many things go around in the dark besides Santa Claus.

[I]nside every computer, there is a hidden man being bored.