John Marston Quotes

I think pressure gets to people when it appears they're trying to cover things up.

Morning," I say. "Shh," she says. "If you don't acknowledge it, maybe it will go away.

I spent much of my life hiding.

I don't really wanna talk about politics, I'm not clever enough.

I spend a substantial amount of my time endeavoring to fend off questions, and worry terribly that I might end up being too clear.

There are various ways of keeping truth out of sight.

Truth fears nothing but concealment. Veritas nihil veretur nisi abscondi.

There will be roughly 80 million people with a grievance who will be looking for me. I do not want them to find me.

Scandals are only increased by hushing them up.

It is only puny secrets that need protecting. Great secrets are protected by public incredulity.

Nothing weighs on us so heavily as a secret.

fear has a very concrete power of keeping us from doing and saying the things that are our purpose.

Death and genitals are things that frighten people, and when people are frightened, they develop means of concealment and aggression. It is common sense.

While silence can in some circumstances bespeak noble self-control, it can also signify suppression, oblivion or cowardice.

Censorship is the tool of those who have the need to hide actualities from themselves and from others. Their fear is only their inability to face what is real, and I can't vent any anger against them; I only feel this appalling sadness. Somewhere in their upbringing, they were shielded against the total facts of our existence.

I know things, but I shut my mouth. They don't want me to speak, so I don't speak.

There are so many things we don't know about because they don't get spoken about, and people might be embarrassed to speak up or might be shamed into not speaking up.

We've always been told to pretend as if we're not afraid.

I spent the first 33 years of my life with secrets, and lots of them. I spent a great deal of energy worrying over what people thought and obscuring the things I was ashamed of... trying to appear what I thought was normal.

When I write that I've known about something for a long time, that's not a boast. That's a confession. It's me acknowledging that I have withheld something important from the public.

Because I withered under the glare of an actual invitation, I was a firm believer in preventive prevarication--in other words, lying early in order to free myself later on.

Society is like a crowd in carnival costumes with everyone fearful that others will see through his disguise.

People hide the truth because they're afraid.

Okay, that really shouldn't have happened. And we’re not going to talk about that, right? Ever?” “Right,” she said. She felt like there was light dripping from her fingertips. Spilling out of her toes. She felt full of light, in fact, warm buttery sunlight. “Never happened.” He opened his mouth, then closed it, and closed his eyes. “Claire—” “I know.” “Lock the door,” he said.

Just because you keep something a secret doesn't mean it never happened, no matter how much you want that to be true.