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.

The life that I have lived was no more than a mask covering the real me. What has happened was not to kill me but to reveal me.

I thought by masking the depression with silence, the feelings might disappear.

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.

Il avait encore la peau recouverte d’acné juvénile et, pour que ça ne se voie pas, il portait sur son visage le masque de la révolte.

When the lord gives a human a life to live with and all the things they need, why do the humans give back the money to the lord ? Are humans that crazy ? Or...

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

Behind every face lies a mask. Behind it lies another onion layer of mask. If you peel the skins, you may cry. ―

It’s all society is, the repressed sex drives of men, the objectification of women, their paranoia, the posturing, the macho stances, the beauty standard, it’s all just one charade masking a never ending hard on.

Her mask gave no sign of how this affected her.

Man’s great misfortune is that he has no organ, no kind of eyelid or brake, to mask or block a thought, or all thought, when he wants to.

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

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...

People, generally, are equally insecure. They just show it (or hide it) differently.

Daniel supposed he had a secret life. Most people did; it was hardly possible to live without one.

Here is the life you have tried to throw away. Here is your second chance. Here is the destiny you have tried to shake off by inventing a hundred false roles, a hundred false identities...

Chronicler shook his head and Bast gave a frustrated sigh. “How about plays? Have you seen The Ghost and the Goosegirl or The Ha’penny King?”Chronicler frowned. “Is that the one where the king sells his...

I mask my hate. I mask my pain. One thing that I can’t mask is my dwindling grade point average.” -Dreams, Smiles, and Bloody Tears

The real comic muse is the one underwhose laughing mask tears roll down.

Below the surface I lie dreaming,haunting images, in all colours and black.Sunlit sometimes there is no sun there.I keep the dream below the surface,the cracked mask absolute.

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...

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

Pain wears no mask .it makes man humble.

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.

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

People Are like Icebergs, You only really see the tip of them.

For myself I don’t like the geisha look. It’s like a mask.

When my turn on the program comes, I am not nervous at all—because all this is happening out of time, out of space. I am, for a moment, a figure of my own fantasy, and...

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

Taking care of yourself is being there for your kids, like how on a plane, they tell you to put on your oxygen mask first.

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

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.

In this world we are all pretenders, and Society is our game

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...

All of us have ways in which we mask and cover our pain.

Tapping While Peeling, Back These Masks Stained With Stars…This Ashtrays My Heart, Colored In Filters Sucked Dry From The High, The Lipsticked & Famous, The Lovers The Haters, The Bent Or Those Who Live In...

It’s hard for a masked man to hide behind a mask when he isn’t wearing one.

Snakes hide in grass, people behind their lies.

In fact the “mask” theme has come up several times in my background reading. Richard Sennett, for example, in “The Corrosion of Character: The Personal Consequences of Work in the New Capitalism”, and Robert Jackall,...

We all wear masksto veil the truth.Truth is nakedness.Truth is fear.Truth is the gardener making you sit on his lapasking you tolight his cigarette.Truth is father— with a limp cigarette on his lips —telling you...

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.

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...

How beautiful the tragic seems when it is beneath a mask, but when it appears so nakedly before me and… when I am so forcibly implicated… I don’t know whether I care for it so...

It is humiliating to realize that when you drive yourself underground, when you fake who you are, often you do so for people you do not even like or respect.

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

She represents something about the corporate world that repel me, some deep coldness masked as relentless cheerfulness.

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

Your silences remain; they are your biggest mask.

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...

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