Mark Twain Quotes

When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.

No woman so naked as one you can see to be naked underneath her clothes.

Each of us, face to face with other men, is clothed with some sort of dignity, but we know only too well all the unspeakable things that go on in the heart.

If you are going to try and hide something, sooner or later people are going to find out.

I look much more civilized than I actually am.

Covering up, so far as I can see, is often the accompaniment to far more truly shameful behaviour than stripping off.

A fraudulent intent, however carefully concealed at the outset, will generally, in the end, betray itself.

A mask of gold hides all deformities.

We cannot see but a small depth into the heart of man, and can only discover the work of his tongue.

The plays I choose to work on are about having masks. We all have masks in life, but there is a different inner life going on. The audience has to work hard to see what is going on. I love what is not on display.

If you're living two lives and you're lying to everyone, you're bound to slip up, in some way, you're bound to get something wrong, and you're bound to get found out.

A sweet face oft hides a sinner's heart.

Society is a masked ball, where every one hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding.

Clothes are but a symbol of something hid deep beneath.

Most men when they make up their faces, the makeup stands forward, and their faces are behind.

The trouble with a mask is it never changes

Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is.

Why do we wear clothes? Genesis!

All words are masks and the lovelier they are, the more they are meant to conceal.

...hoarders of guilty secrets are inevitably consumed with appearances.

The truth is the last thing that matters,' she said. 'And you can believe one thing of the truth and me: I keep it well hidden, inside my heart.

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 And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be otherwise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see thus, while We wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear the mask!

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides: Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

Sometimes I'd knock on the door of somebody I was going to school with, so it was like living a double life.

Every profound spirit needs a mask.