Quotes about disguise

Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don’t fool.

So you actually need spectacles,” Leo finally said.“Of course I do,” Marks said crossly. “Why would I wear spectacles if I didn’t need them?”“I thought they might be part of your disguise.”“My disguise?”“Yes, Marks, disguise. A noun describing a means of concealing someone’s identity. Often used by clowns and spies. And now apparently governesses. Good God, can anything be ordinary for my family?

Every man is a divinity in disguise, a god playing the fool.

It's slowly breaking her downConsuming her breathFighting her strengthShe doesn't have much timePieces will be the only thing leftOf the will buried withinShe's crumbling down insideCrying out for helpRunning out of lifeA hero should sufficeTo save her from her disguise

A doubtful friend is worse than a certain enemy. Let a man be one thing or the other, and we then know how to meet him.

Losing your job is a great blessing in disguise

Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors...Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat...What then was music created for?Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?I think I know.

In the kingdom of glass everything is transparent, and there is no place to hide a dark heart.

Little Maiden Encounters FearDeepest regions walked she therelittle maiden sweet and fairventured far from the pathnever a whispernever a laugh...

Family is always a mirror. You can hide from other people, you can even hide from yourself, but your family is going to reflect what you’re doing right back at you.

Undoubtedly, failure is growth in pain’s disguise.

Be a man! Put on a mask.

I have found that in fiction one is freer to speak the truth, if only because in fiction the truth is not expected or required. You may easily disguise it, so that it is only recognized much later, when the story and the characters have faded into darkness.

I believed in your love till the time I actually made it, felt like sex.

People may not see you the way you see yourself. But, that's because they don't want to acknowledge your uniqueness. Jealousy is not disguised.

When you first meet a person, sometimes they'll pretend to be all that you like. Deception is hard to predict instantly at times, but if you hang with them for a while their true colors will eventually begin to show.

Suicide is a confession of failure. And like divorce, it is shrouded in excuses and rationalizations spun endlessly to disguise the simple fact that all one's energy, passion, appetite and ambition have been aborted.

Hopelessness is advance failure in a disguised envelope. People are crippled to have bed-ridden dreams just because they don't believe they can take progressive steps with those dreams.

Maybe consequences are dear friends in stealthy disguise.

True love is jealousy in disguise: A man cannot restrict his lover from going to the club because he hates her, he actually hates the men who would come around and touch her.

I am looking for the one I can’t fool.

Never rate yourself too low you will be whoever you think you can be provided you are willing to pay the price!

I try not to look obvious as I wait for Mom’s answer. I feel as if I am on the edge of a knife, my feet being sliced by the blade, teetering toward one side or the other.“Oh, of course!” Mom exclaims, her voice trilling with laughter. “How could I have forgotten?”And now I know. Really know. This woman is not my mother. I don’t know who she is, but I know absolutely who she is not.

The thing is', (Rufus) Stone said, 'that if you don't believe that you are an old man, or a woman, or a tramp, then how can you expect anyone else to believe you? Looking the part is just the surface; being the part is the true disguise.

He called it potentia because there's nothing quite like Latin for disguising the fact you're making it up as you go along.

If she knew me as I really am she would despise me, and certainly not aid or abet my evil designs. To veil their vices from the sight of the good is the only resource of those who are not blind and know themselves to be vicious.' Thus was I confirmed in habits of hypocrisy; and these, for a time, worked only too effectually to my advantage.

Hate looks just like everybody else until it smiles. Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into the semblance of something too passive to punch.

The world turns and the world changes,But one thing does not change.In all of my years, one thing does not change,However you disguise it, this thing does not change:The perpetual struggle of Good and Evil.

When you think your life is falling apart, it's usually falling together in disguise.

You will know who truly loves you when you ask them to do an uncoventional favor.

Your transparency is just another one of your disguises, isn't it? You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are.

Life is an illusionist, proficient at its art.It proves to be bitter, an adversaryBut is indeed a friend in disguise, a silent well wisher.It forces us into arduous stations and assesses our limitations.It guides us to the path of defeat, even so secretly desires that we prove it wrong,It demands for us to rise despite the odds and lead it to, the path of victory.It is but a master illusionist.

What you call your lies are fiction and myths. The art of creating a disguise can be as beautiful as the creation of a painting… I created a woman for my artist life, bold, gay, courageous, generous, fearless; and another to please my father, a clear-sighted woman with a love of beauty, harmony, and self-discipline, critical and selective; and still another who lives in chaos, embraces the weak and the stumbling and the confused.

I took on the shape of a girl.

Our friend Tuesday," said the President in a deep voice at once of quietude and volume, "our friend Tuesday doesn't seem to grasp the idea. He dresses up like a gentleman, but he seems to be too great a soul to behave like one. He insists on the ways of the stage conspirator. Now if a gentleman goes about London in a top hat and a frock-coat, no one need know that he is an anarchist. But if a gentleman puts on a top hat and a frock-coat, and then goes about on his hands and knees — well, he may

The problem with wearing a facade is that sooner or later life shows up with a big pair of scissors.

Legal action is but warfare disguised.

Elegance is the perfect disguise for our violent nature—a mask so convincing that we often fool ourselves the moment we don it.

Dexter Morgan is more like disguise and influence... and everything = fake.

No one ever became great without troubles. Troubles are opportunities for greatness in disguise

And what is your name?" Caroline asked him. He smiled up at her, a little impishly. "I guess Bianca's name for me will work. Call me Bear." "Bear?" Caroline repeated, doubtfully. "I think it would be best right now," he said simply. "For all of us." "You aren't running from anything?" she asked directly. "No, I guess you could say something is running from me. The law would be on my side, ma'am, if I could get them involved. For now, I'm doing all I can.

You can dress up greed, but you can’t stop the stench.

Love in the service of self is greed in disguise.

And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?""La luna," she said with a smile."Then I shall be la notte to your moon" Archer lifted the hard black mask he held and slipped it over his thinner silk one