Quotes About Hiding

A relationship could be a place to hide too.

Religion is one of the safest places to hide from God.

In religion, What damned error but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?

Reticence is a natural state. It is not hiding. People don't show themselves equally and easily to all. Reticence doesn't make one feel lonely as hiding does, yet it distances and invalidates others.

I wanted to escape so badly. But of course I knew I couldn't just give up and leave school. It was only when I heard my mom's voice that I came out of my hiding place.

Yet a cluttered desk piled high with papers could stand for quite a few things: inner disorder, fear of meeting one's obligations, accepting too much responsibility, ignoring mundane details, and so on. This inconsistency is valid because we each express and at the same time hide who we are. Some of the time you express who you are, while at other times you detach from your real feelings, deny them, or find outlets that feel socially acceptable.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.

Sir Adam tells me your husband had looked for you prior to the meal that day and couldn't find you," Faucon said. "Where were you?" "Hiding," she said with a sigh. "It's what I do here.

It occurred to Rosie that she couldn't hide either, even though the truth had been hidden from her. Now she was out from the shadows, out in the open for the first time in her life, standing in the harsh light.

It's not our disadvantages or shortcomings that are ridiculous but rather the studious way we try to hide them and our desire to act as if they did not exist.

At least, that's what he chose to believe. To have a reason for his packing, and a place to think of as a sanctuary. Or a hiding place.

The press attention grew so frantic that Spicer for a brief time hid from reporters in the shrubs by the West Wing.

No matter how hard she had tried to keep the girl hidden away and keep her from the finer things a princess should be afforded, the girl's beauty and nature shone through. No rags, no dirt could hide Snow's luminescence. That child was a perfect rose. Now that she was of age, there was no hiding that.

She still remembered sitting for hours as a little girl and pretending to be a hassock. A foot stool. Because if she could just stay very small, and very quiet, her mother would forget she was there, and then she wouldn't scream about people and places and things that had gone wrong.

She dried her tears, and they did smile To see her cheeks' returning glow; Nor did discern how all the while That full heart throbbed to overflow. With that sweet look and lively tone, And bright eye shining all the day, They could not guess, at midnight lone How she would weep the time away.

Those who cannot be aggressive are hunted down while they shiver and hide because the night is dark.

Clawing its way towards us, the ugliness of the world tore away our hiding-place.

He'd been hiding out in the stables, under a horse blanket, listening to the sound of something breathing. It wasn't so lonely out here, Daddy. I'm sorry I left Mama when she needed me.

Underneath my stiffened gown Is the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin, A basin in the midst of hedges grown So thick, she cannot see her lover hiding, But she guesses he is near, And the sliding of the water Seems the stroking of a dear Hand upon her.

Provide multi-level cat furniture like trees and perches or hiding places.

I lied and called it "nothing," simply because it was too exhausting to lay it all out.

After having supplied myself with provisions from Mr. Travis's, I scratched a hole under a pile of fence rails in a field, where I concealed myself for six weeks, never leaving my hiding place but for a few minutes in the dead of night to get water, which was very near.

I went to lunch at the Ivy. People started running across the street, and one guy almost got hit by a car. I started to freak out. That put me into hiding for three weeks. I didn't leave the house.

Ma is my biggest critic. When she cleans my cupboard she keeps nagging me as to why I have 20 shoes or why my accessories don't match my dresses. I just keep hiding things from her. There are times when I wonder why she can't praise me like other mommies. But, in a way she is right and I like it when she corrects me.