Quotes About Concealing

Robert Black: ...looking forward to it. Sounds like his writings have taught you a lot... Randall Carver: ...Yes. Dunsany's work teaches subtlety, concealing momentous events in otherwise quiet passages.

Okay." I smiled, although I was not doing okay at all. My calm exterior was an act. Inside, I was falling apart.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart, concealing it, will break. —Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

so he refolded his smile and put it away.

People did not always realize how observant he was. "His eyes retire inward . . . and have nothing of fire or animation or openness in their expression," said Edward Thornton, a young British diplomat, who added that Washington "possesses the two great requisites of a statesman, the faculty of concealing his own sentiments, and of discovering those of other men.

Everyone is asleep or pretending to be.

Show me a completely smooth operation and I'll show you someone who's covering mistakes.

Sometimes the hardest thing about committing the perfect crime can be keeping your genius to yourself.

A good style must have an air of novelty, at the same time concealing its art.

But behavior in the human being is sometimes a defense, a way of concealing motives and thoughts, as language can be a way of hiding your thoughts and preventing communication.

The question concerning technology is the question concerning the constellation in which revealing and concealing, in which the coming to presence of truth, comes to pass

I began this book with the intention of concealing nothing; that those who liked might have the benefit of perusing a fellow-creature's heart: but we have some thoughts that all the angels in heaven are welcome to behold, but not our brother-men—not even the best and kindest amongst them.

I do my best to please everybody, far more than they'd ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don't want to let them see my trouble.

A good style must have an air of novelty, at the same time concealing its art.

Various sources force us to assume that the so-called earliest childhood recollections are not true memory traces but later elaborations of the same, elaborations which might have been subjected to the influences of many later psychic forces. Thus, the childhood reminiscences of individuals altogether advance to the signification of concealing memories, and thereby form a noteworthy analogy to the childhood reminiscences as laid down in the legends and myths of nations.

Do the roots reveal everything to the branches, or do they keep what is painful to themselves?

No," said Stragos. "You'll be returning and landing soon enough. For now, I just wanted you to see it…and I wanted to tell you a little story. I have in my service a particularly unreliable captain, who has until now done a splendid job of concealing his shortcomings." "Words cannot express how truly sorry I am to hear that," said Locke.

In its essence, language is not the utterance of an organism; nor is it the expression of a living thing. Nor can it ever be thought in an essentially correct way in terms of its symbolic character, perhaps not even in terms of the character of signification. Language is the clearing-concealing advent of Being itself.

Resentment is a passion, implanted by nature for the preservation of the individual. Injury is the object which excites it. Injustice, wrong, injury excites the feeling of resentment, as naturally and necessarily as frost and ice excite the feeling of cold, as fire excites heat, and as both excite pain. A man may have the faculty of concealing his resentment, or suppressing it, but he must and ought to feel it. Nay he ought to indulge it, to cultivate it. It is a duty. —John Adams

I generally like grey roles. My interpretation of drama is different from the popular perception. Acting, for me, is not about overplaying, it is about concealing. I like flawed characters that people relate to. I would never do a romcom.

Writing always means hiding something in such a way that it then is discovered.

For Teaism is the art of concealing beauty that you may discover it, of suggesting what you dare not reveal. It is the noble secret of laughing at yourself, calmly yet thoroughly, and is thus humour itself,--the smile of philosophy.

Galladon paused for a moment, then laughed. "Does nothing frighten you, sule?" "Actually, pretty much everything here does—I'm just good at ignoring the fact that I'm terrified. If I ever realize how scared I am, you'll probably find me trying to hide under those cobblestones over there.

I know a lot of people who are depressed, and they walk around, and they're smiling every day, but no one's asking them how they're really doing.