Hidden Emotions Quotes

Shame is pride's cloak.

..we wear the mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes- this debt we pay to human guile; with torn and bleeding hearts we smile.

Fake confidence on the outside often trumps truthful turmoil on the inside.

Great hatred can be concealed in the countenance, and much in a kiss.

We may appear to be mean but we're really only frightened.

I say nothing to him I love him

She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her winter sleep And puts out grass and flowers Despite the snow, Despite the falling snow.

He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize

It's amazing what you can hide just by putting on a smile.

Had sigh'd to many, though he loved but one.

It's like our relationship is always about the other side that isn't the obvious side.

As I got older and started moving up the ranking, the matches got more important, and my emotions ratcheted up. I guess I hid my real feelings behind the anger.

I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.

The soul attracts that which it secretly harbors; that which it loves, and also that which it fears.

I wouldn't tell Jill how I felt. I behaved in such a way that was opposite to how I felt. I must have seemed strong to her. I didn't want to bring her down.

My father said that a silent person is trying to hide something.

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

Many shed tears merely for show, and have dry eyes when no one's around to observe them.

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

Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.

I keep the tantrums to a minimum because people don't want to see that.

I can sometimes feel like I'm an aggressive man inside. I'm not going to show that on social media.

The seen and seeing softly mutually strike Their glass barrier that arrests the sight. But the world's being hides in the volcanoes And the foul history pressed into its core; And to myself my being is my childhood And passion and entrails and the roots of senses; I'm pressed into the inside of a mask At the back of love, the back of air, the back of light.

People can't see what's in your heart - they can only see what you do.

behind the mask of ice that people wear, there beats a heart of fire.