Every profound spirit needs a mask: even more, around every profound spirit a mask is continually growing.
I had a job; I was, during the war, a nurse, a 'Gray Lady.' We wore a veil and a gray dress.
Now I am nothing but a veil; all my body is a veil beneath which a child sleeps.
Imagine taking off your makeup and nobody knows who you are.
I've spent so much time in that makeup that I'm now unrecognizable. The business doesn't know who I am.
What masks are these uniforms to hide cowards!
When a man puts on a Character he is a stranger to, there's as much difference between what he appears, and what he is really in himself, as there is between a VIzor and a Face.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean
To remain unknown in this modern world: that, indeed, is real power.
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid for such disguise as haply shall become the form of my intent.
I've felt that if I just used initials nobody would know whether I was a man or a woman, a dog or a tiger. I could hide from view, like a bat on the underside of a branch.
With us the disguise must be complete. The familiar identity of things has to be pulverized in order to destroy the finite associations with which our society increasingly enshrouds every aspect of our environment.
Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith.
