Quotes About Hidden

There's a kind of secrecy in the world at this time of night, as if I'm allowed to see mysteries hidden in daylight.

Even lovers of murder had a well-concealed romantic bone or two. Probably buried in the basement under two feet of concrete.

Idolatry is thus the hidden sin driving all other sins.

Discretion was bred into the Shippens' bones Whatever arguments, embarrassments , or regrets the family expressed were hidden behind their handsomely polished front doors.

The writer C. S. Lewis once characterized this style of argument: "The very lack of evidence is thus treated as evidence; the absence of smoke proves that the fire is very carefully hidden."18 Such arguments are effectively impossible to refute, as Lewis noted. "A belief in invisible cats cannot be logically disproved," although it does "tell us a good deal about those who hold it."19 The

Exista lucruri care nu se scriu niciodata!

She doesn't let anyone see it...but on the other side of that door, I somehow get the feeling that she's quietly falling apart.

The mask of secularism may differ in thickness, may be less visible, but religion is always there hidden under hallowed big beautiful words

I had made a decision, although I hardly knew it yet. It's often that way with decisions, they're made in some hidden part of us and the awareness secretes itself slowly into that conscious part of us that imagines it decides.

Language has an ideological agenda that is apt to be hidden from view.

It hurt. It hurt like hell. But it didn't matter, if no one knew.

I want to stay hidden in this apartment forever. I want to be kept like a house cat.

Todo el mundo tiene secretos. Todos hacemos cosas que no queremos que se sepan.

I've learned that we're all entitled to have our secrets.

I'd learned that some things are best kept secret.

No one really knows anyone. That's amazing, isn't it? We share everything, but we all have our secret gardens, too. We all have fantasies and fears and fetishes. We all have secrets about ourselves we don't want to share.

fetishes. We all have secrets about ourselves we don't want to share.

The thing is … to be blunt about it, the trouble with being an adulterer and a songwriter is that you always write songs in code.

The troll lives in his bones and walks abroad wearing his skin, even under the sun.

His voice was like the cowbells, soft-metalled and dull, but with music buried in it somewhere.

It was as their lady, dealer of wyrd and woe, that she judged the miserable bandits they chased down, the children, women, and men hauled cowering in groups of bramble thickets, hiding in twos in an overstood coppice, or sniveling along in a half-eaten bud in the lee of a rock.

The musicians were hidden at the heart of the enclosure; the music seemed to come from the sky. God music.

I thought of all the households in this country that would rejoice at a child's ferocious need to learn, of the fact that this book had been hidden away, and wanted to push Adeline Carpenter's face into the stew to boil along with her dumplings!

She will never say what the girl's true name is, or who the other was, and the stories are never the same. And always the cave is hidden.