Mask Quotes

They call good evil and evil good. There are those who are so easily offended that they lose their ability to ever discern any truth, and this is often derived from a sort of frenzy by way of their own masked prejudice.

It often occurs that pride and selfishness are muddled with strength and independence. They are neither equal nor similar; in fact, they are polar opposites. A coward may be so cowardly that he masks his weakness with some false personification of power. He is afraid to love and to be loved because love tends to strip bare all emotional barricades. Without love, strength and independence are prone to losing every bit of their worth; they become nothing more than a fearful, intimidated, empty tent lost somewhere in the desert of self.

I was going to stop pretending that just because we were in ministry we were perfect. I was tired of wearing the mask of ministry, and knew that I needed to start living the life.

We mask our needs as the needs of others.

I place a mask on everyday showing I'm alright but am I?

The eye of danger and the face of fear are what really pull off a person's mask.

One of the greatest tragedies in life is to lose your own sense of self and accept the version of you that is expected by everyone else.

Ask anyone and they'll most likely say their family is crazy, and if they don't say their family is crazy, their friends are crazy. That's because everyone is crazy after taking the mask off. People are most themselves when not really trying to fit in, when either alone or around those already closest to them, and that is crazy.

He was like one of those pictures full of small errors, the kind you could only pick out by searching the image from every angle, and even then, a few always slipped by. On the surface, Eli seemed perfectly normal, but now and then Victor would catch a crack, a sideways glance, a moment when his roommate's face and his words, his look and his meaning, would not line up. Those fleeting slices fascinated Victor. It was like watching two people, one hiding in the other's skin. And their skin was always too dry, on the verge of cracking and showing the color of the thing beneath.

I don't impressed if you're a religious person.I just wanna know about soul behind that mask.

The ones who constantly make us laugh are the hardest of friends to know - for comedians are the caricatures among us.

All too often, we mask truth in artifice, concealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones we love or prolonging a deception for those we wish to expose. We hide behind that which brings us comfort from pain and sadness or use it to repel a truth too devastating to accept.

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

If you choose to keep your true face secret, then the people who know you by one mask, must never meet those who know you by another.

Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me!

To be inspired is great, but to inspire is an honor.

There’s no such thing as a good or bad person: there are just people who have each been or seem to have been good or bad to you, someone, or some people, thus far.

He looked down at the mask hanging around his neck. So simple a lie, and he could walk freely throughout the world.But would he then be trapped within the web of his own deception? What freedom could he find in denying the truth about himself?

I don't need psychologyI am not a sociopathNeither and Psychopath

We hide our demons so good, that the angels we show, bare the shame on their faces.

Perfection can be a mask for imperfection.

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

Everything's always changing, Charlie. We become who we are. The mask melts into the face.

In a corner of my soul there hides a tiny frightened child, who is frightened by a corner where there lingers something wild.

Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do--to love and be loved

PROPAGANDA (PROP-A-GANDER)An evil grin behind a smiling clown's maskKamil Ali

Once you drop a mask, you can never wear it again.

Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.

The mask of art is the means through which corruption is spread. The mask makes vice seem beautiful, turns squalor and nastiness into glamorous thrill, seduces the onlooker into the game – and leaves him or her with the corpse on his hands.

I saw you before. All your flaws, your imperfections. Your body’s going to a lot of trouble to hide something, something inside of you. It must be very precious.

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.

First, create your ego. Then destroy it. This is all of life.

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

Let's don't join the mask to say the truth and without a mask to say the lie. DON't BE a such pussy, people which are an idiots, stupid and... they do this. You aren't one of them, unless you join them and you be part of them. Truth always goes with us, it follows and always can be found, the lie is just masks, one over another, over another and what happens in the end... You even don't know with which guy did you sleep, was this guy with you yesterday or you were in date with other??

No one is as simple as they may seem to be.

It was as if he had two faces, one of utmost calm, one of furious action; and he wore both with ease. He was like the animal whose face he wore, able to sit in silence for hours, without moving a muscle, then flying like a raging storm into battle, returning again to perfect calm when the fight was over.

The system wears a mask of civility, yet will quickly reveal its true nature in the form of magnificently-purposed violence when needed.

You know, it's never wise to tempt the devil"His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her finger glistening with pear juice.His rich voice lowered to raw huskiness "had I not this mask, I should be of a mind to suck that juice right off your fingers

Have the courage to take off your mask and be humbled.

People who are two faced, usually forget which mask they are wearing at some point in their life.

Guard your throats and hide your eyes. He’s not dead, you fools. Legends never die.

Because lies outpace the truth, sooner or later you will trip up on your own tongue.

Not what hatches out is the face to the world.

Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening.

Playing a fool is the best paid role.

There is a face beneath this mask, but it isn't me. I'm no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it, or the bones beneath that.

I don't smile at her. It will only scare her. For a female slave, a smile from a Mask is not usually a good thing.

The reason some people put on a mask in not in their blood but it is in their fear that we judge them too soon.

Darkness just loosens the mask. Sharpens the mind's eye. Makes the color of a remembered pencil, or a tick of waxy red on a cracked plaster wall, as vivid as that taillight a few feet away.

What I wear on and off stage is my mask. You see, a mask doesn't hide you, it exposes you.

Please don´t drown into his fears, his concrete fists don´t let him again, break the bridge of your nose with his cruel born hits. Then disappear into that mask of misery.

No...he lives to create art, but he loves to murder.

Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks.Life itself had become a secret affair.

Be a man! Put on a mask.

Of all individuals, the hated, the shunned, and the peculiar are arguably most themselves. They wear no masks whatsoever in order to be accepted and liked; they do seem most guarded, but only by their own hands: as compared to the populace, they are naked.

All facades fall sometime, then the mask comes off and the real heart is seen.

I always am in a role, lovely – for you, for them – even for myself. Yeah... Even when I’m alone, I am still in a role – and I myself am the most exacting audience I have ever had.

Ephraim lifted the top of the trunk. Neatly stacked were mementoes from what seemed like hundreds of journeys. Right on top was an etching of the Eiffel tower next to an African mask that looked at him with surprised eyes. He reached in a little deeper and unearthed a small teapot decorated with blue drawings just like the kind his grandmother collected and kept in a locked china cabinet.

Domestic terrorism is alive and well in the USA and it is masquerading as “Progress”.

The mirror will only lie, when you look at it through a mask.