Julia Quinn Quotes

Never wear a hat and sunglasses at the same time, because it looks like you're wearing a disguise.

First think of the person who lives in disguise, Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies. Next, tell me what's always the last thing to mend, The middle of middle and the end of end? And finally give me the sound often heard During the search for a hard-to-find word. Now string them together, and answer me this, Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?

Your name?"The movements of the man's mouth didn't quite match what he was saying, so seeing him speak was a bit like watching a badly dubbed film. "Alex Gardiner," Alex said. "Your real name?" "I just told you." "You lied. Your real name is Alex Rider." "Why ask if you think you know?

The whole point of wearing a disguise was to be seen wearing her.

And that's just what I'm saying. I would never want to be like certain people, who change the way they dress, go out in disguise, wear a big floppy hat and dark shades. I would hate that.

I have thousands and thousands of hats. Some are the most outrageous hats in the world. They are my disguise. I hide beneath them.

I would wear the blue overalls of the fieldworker and often wore round, rimless glasses known as Mazzawati teaglasses. I had a car, and I wore a chauffeur's cap with my overalls. The pose of chauffeur was convenient because I could travel under the pretext of driving my master's car.

Putting on someone else's clothes is like putting on a mask.

I see the beard and cloak, but I don't yet see a philosopher.

They say Elvis is dead. I say, no, you're looking at him. Elvis isn't dead; he just changed color.

You know, I've got a confession to make myself. I'm not really a priest, I've just got my shirt on backwards.

Life is a masquerade.

Dress a goat in silk and it's still a goat.

I think one of the things I enjoy about acting is the transformation, and part of that is certainly the physical transformation. If people are confused forever, wondering where they have seen me before, that feels like exactly where I want to live. It feels like something's working.

The idea of the mask in any scenario has always fascinated me. Not only does it protect identity, it also allows one to hide.

If I wear a hat and sunglasses, not as many people recognize me.

Will the real Red Reaper please stand up?

Halloween is a day when we all get to fool people into thinking we're someone else. Or as Mitt Romney calls it, campaigning.

Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.

I'm the man of a million names.

This is my disguise, but it doesn't work.

The mask, given time, comes to be the face itself

I really cannot understand the point of what you're saying. Really,' said Clotilde, looking at her. 'What a very extraordinary person you are. What sort of a woman are you? Why are you talking like this? Who are you?' Miss Marple pulled down the mass of pink wool that encircled her head, a pink wool scarf of the same kind that she had once worn in the West Indies. 'One of my names,' she said, 'is Nemesis.' 'Nemesis? And what does that mean?' 'I think you know,' said Miss Marple. 'You are a very well educated woman. Nemesis is long delayed sometimes, but it comes in the end.

No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.

Be not caught by the cunning of those who appear in a disguise.