Quotes About Hidden

O You Who are hidden, body, soul and divinity, Under the fragile form of bread, You are my life from Whom springs an abundance of graces; And, for me, You surpass the delights of Heaven.

Behind every mask... is another mask.

We even know where it was hidden, but before I go get it, I'll give you one last chance to prove your loyalty to Chairman Mao. And

Fiction is the history of the obscure.

place was half hidden in mist, so that if you had glanced up at the mountain you would probably not have noticed the building

It's certain that you cannot tell from how a person works or how a person strolls behind her hens what kind of life they live in secrecy.

sinful motive often hides itself under the mask of reverence for another virtue.")

Every word, every gesture must be analyzed, ad nauseam, in search of hidden rejection. Surges of noxious anxiety emanate from what I call brain farts and travel like sewer gas to my stomach.

within the souls of the awkward and the overlooked often burns something radiant.

Bitterness and self-pity are deadly poisons that can't be hidden. They seem to exude from the pores.

All those I live with are unseen.

There are 2 ways of crying-on the outside or from the inside-and I've been crying on the inside most of my life.

What if the mummy's hidden in here? What if we bump into it?" "Don't even think like that!" Jeff snapped.

For the next couple of weeks she held Peter like a secret in her heart, lying right under her necklace. I could see him written on her face, and Tik Tok, too, seemed to catch shadows of him, because he'd stop to stare at her, puzzled, as if he'd just seen the boy flit across her eyes-seen the ghost of the kiss lingering for a second on the skin of her neck before disappearing.

She guarded herself like a secret.

I heard now the fear in their brightness. It trickled along underneath them like a secret spring.

Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.

It is the things you cannot see coming that are strong enough to kill you.

That's the problem with secrets. They buzz around inside the keeper like a hive of bees. Before long, somebody pokes it and the secrets swarm out, vexed and ready to sting.

A man doesn't put on a mask unless he's got some dark work in mind.

Experience had taught her that not all scars showed, and those that did might be the least bothersome.

snowed in with secrets. Whenever she opened

there were sunsets every day, that we weren't meant to be coffined and buried whilst all the time still living, that nothing of the dark was so enormous that never could we surmount it, that always there were new chapters, that we must let go the old, open ourselves to symbolism, to the most unexpected of interpretations, that we must too, uncover what we've kept hidden, what we think we might have lost.

People were crazy with pain and secrets.