Quotes About Suppressed

Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways. —Sigmund Freud

I admit, he has far too much on his mind at the moment. Suppressed panic turns him into a prick every time; it's what he does instead of running in circles screaming. A way of coping, I suppose.

Los monstruos se ocultan en el lóbrego vientre del silencio doméstico - 'La buena suerte' de Rosa Montero

Provincial liberties can subsist for a time without national liberty when those liberties are ancient and linked to habit, mores, and memories, while despotism is new. But it is unreasonable to think that one can create local liberties at will or even maintain them for long if general liberty is suppressed.

My need for love had gone underground, like a canny toothache.

in 1995, the World Health Organization12 (WHO) conducted a massive scientific study of cocaine and its effects. They discovered that "experimental and occasional use are by far the most common types of use, and compulsive/dysfunctional [use] is far less common." The U.S. government threatened to cut off funding to the WHO unless they suppressed the report. It has never been published; we know what it says only because it was leaked. As

The most dangerous stories are the ones that never get told.

And just because I'm not standing here tearing out my hair or whatever it is you'd like me to do, it doesn't mean I'm not deeply upset.' He didn't sound deeply upset.

Eram máscaras baratas presas a pensamentos supurados: vozes que lutavam para afogar o silencio clamoroso em cada íntimo

In most of Pakistan it is a feudal country. People are very scared and oppressed by authority. But when you move to these wilder areas, they are not so easily suppressed.

We stayed away from the fact of Lark's existence, or anything to do with our actual thoughts.

Just because a person isn't talking about something doesn't mean it's not on their mind. Often, in fact, it's why they won't speak of it.

I sat quiet, silent, angry, refusing to grieve, because it seemed like to do so would be giving everyone what the wanted.

Mama covered her ears with her hands, but I knew she heard me. Tears streamed from her eyes and dribbled from her chin. Part of me wanted to blot her face with a tissue, real tender-like, but the evil me, the girl tired of keeping her feelings bottled up for fear I'd upset mama, was blissful at causing a commotion. Maybe it was cruel to make mama cry, but at least I had cracked her shell and got a reaction. Any response was better than talking to a zombie

Please don't smile like that. Your heart is full of feelings that you've kept to yourself. Don't laugh as if you don't know anything.

Watch it...people who keep things inside them develop all sorts of disease...all that emotional gunk's got to find an outlet. Angry people develop cysts; stubborn people get arthritis; resentful people die of cancer.

The base emotions Plato banned have left a radio-active and not radiant land.

Truth, they say, is but too often in difficulties, but is never finally suppressed.

There are thoughts we must not think.

He drowned his sorrows, though like other drowned things they had a habit of floating to the surface when least expected.

She wanted to cry but the tears would not come. They seemed to flood her chest, and they were hot tears that burned under her bosom, but they would not flow.

She felt little affection for the child, hide the fact though she might.

And yet I don't seem able to touch on the subjects I'm so longing to bring out into the daylight.

I'm seething with rage, yet I can't show it.