Quotes About Hidden

Red blood is just so hard to clean up" "You would know" I snap remembering Shade. "Because no matter how hard you try to hid it I see it all over your hands

Words shall not be hidnor spells buriedmight shall not sink undergroundthough the mighty go.

The works of God are great mysteries and may truly always be hidden from us, however it is not wrong to lead your own personal enquiry through your prayers to the Lord.

Prayer is the supreme instance of the hidden character of the Christian life.

The prayers of the Christian are secret but their effect cannot be hidden.

Sometimes the very thing you're looking for is the one thing you cannot see.

You always smile but in your eyes your sorrow shows.

Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, But gold that's put to use more gold begets.

You would pluck out the heart of my mystery.

Therefore think him as a serpent's eggWhich, hatch'd, would, as his kind, grow mischievous,And kill him in the shell.

O, what may man within him hide,Though angel on the outward side!

Foul deeds will rise,Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

What private griefs they have, alas! I know not.

Quotologists encounter happy surprises, bright books by faded authors, treasures hidden under dust.

Everyone is like a moon , and he has a dark side which he never shows to anybody .

A man's subconscious self is not the ideal companion. It lurks for the greater part of his life in some dark den of its own, hidden away, and emerges only to taunt and deride and increase the misery of a miserable hour. --Uneasy Money

The mathematics stacks were as silent and empty as ever—apparently no one suspected the riches hidden there.

No matter how hard I listened, there was never any sign of someone living under the floor, and yet this silence made me all the more conscious of his existence.

As I headed down the library steps, I turned back to look. The mathematics stacks were as silent and empty as ever. Apparently no one suspected the riches hidden there.

Not simply an absence of noise, but an accumulation of layers of silence, untouched by fallen hair or mold, silence that the Professor left behind as he wandered through the numbers, silence like a clear lake hidden in the depths of the forest.

In mathematics, the truth is somewhere out there in a place no one knows, beyond all the beaten paths. And it's not always at the top of the mountain. It might be in a crack on the smoothest cliff or somewhere deep in the valley.

And yet, the room was filled by a kind of stillness. Not simply an absence of noise, but an accumulation of layers of silence, untouched by fallen hair or mold, silence that the Professor left behind as he wandered through the numbers, silence like a clear lake hidden in the depths of the forest.

Excuse me,- I said, but my voice seemed to disappear into the dark. It was my body. In this gloomy, cramped box, I had eaten poison plants and died, hidden away from prying eyes. Crouching down at the door, I wept. For my dead self.

Le sens n'est pas très important. Ce qui l'est, c'est le récit caché au fond des mots. Maintenant, vous êtes en train d'essayer de le faire remonter. Votre cÅ"ur est en train de tenter de faire réapparaître des choses qui ont disparu.