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E 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.
There was a time in childhood when I didn't yet know I was ugly. Then there was a time when I believed as girls do - and as Batta was always telling m - that I could make it more tolerable by this or that done to my clothes or my hair. Now, I chose to be veiled.
Goddess of immemorable cloudy veils, reveal your magickal powers so we may re-attune our psyches to your multi-dimensional realities and thereby draw your power to heal this worldly habitat and return it to the provocative Sisterhood of Your Milky Way.
No matter who you are, the thought of so much suffering and degradation must cause you to shudder at the sight of a veil or cassock, those two shrouds of human invention.
To these women, the veil constitutes an extremely important part of the idea of 'getting dressed', whereas in the West the veil represents a symbol of male dominance..
Clouds veiled the mountains,
Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail.
Man, the mask of God,
The mask possesses equal levels of sorcery and functionality. It has been both handed down from ancient times with darkness and sent back from the future with light.
A mask partially conceals, but it also tells us that something is behind the mask.
A mask tempts the wearer to play out carnal fantasies and, come daylight, the perfume of a stranger's sex on your flesh and clothes can be blamed or thanked on the metamorphosis stirred by the mystery of the mask.
Are your eyes dimmed with death's black veil?
In a mask we are faceless and classless, ageless and anonymous. Masks reveal the primal urge to behave like the beast in rut that leaps on the stranger or waits in the penumbra to be leapt upon.
Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes,
Or any searcher know by mortal mind,
Veil after veil will lift
but there must be
Veil upon veil behind.
Clouds of confusion
rolled into illusion
He veils perversion
forcing her coercion
Her body he takes
while she flies away
unbelievable, she's invisible
was the fluffy wedding dress with the veil still in place, or the
When a scene is shrouded in mist, it seems greater, nobler, and heightens the viewers' imaginative powers, increasing expectation -
like a veiled girl. Generally the eye and the imagination are more readily drawn by nebulous distance than by what is perfectly plain for all to see
Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.
I discovered that wearing the veil is not suitable for a woman who wants to work in activism and the public domain. People need to see you, to associate and relate to you. It is not stated in my religion to wear the veil; it is a traditional practice, so I took it off.
You are in the Thin Veil, the Black Sunshine.
Any woman looks innocent in a white veil
Veiled melancholy has her sovereign shrine
Certain things, certain events, seem inexplicable only for a time: up to the moment when the veil is torn aside.
You break through the veil whenever you strap on a sword or chant the ancient verses. You escape when you write a poem or a tale that brings beauty into the world. You are set free whenever you love - even those who believe you're crazy.
O Prince, our eyes contemplate with admiration and transmit to the soul the wonderful and varied spectacle of this universe. The night veils without doubt a part of this glorious creation; but day comes to reveal to us this great work, which extends from earth even into the plains of the ether.
Masks reveal the shape of your soul and the state of the world and, in today's world, everyone wears a mask.
To raise the veil. To see what you're saying goodbye to.
I really didn't know what to think about the veil. Deep down I was very religious but as a family we were very modern and avant-garde. I was born with religion. At the age of six I was already sure I was the last prophet. This was few years before the revolution.
It is the veiled angel of sorrow who plucks away one thing and another that bound us here in ease and security, and, in the vanishing of these dear objects, indicates the true home of our affections and our peace.
There was the Door to which I found no key; There was the Veil through which I might see.
The human mind is like Salome at the beginning of dance, hidden from the outside world by seven veils. Veils of reserve, shyness,fear.
The secret truth: in this world the mask is what is true.
All the clues are there in front of us,hidden under a veil,we cannot get the clue by searching for,we have to search for the veil instead.
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Fiction; inner thoughts of Elisha
True beauty dwells in deep retreats,
Whose veil is unremoved
Till heart with heart in concord beats,
And the lover is beloved.
The leader of men in warfare can show himself to his followers only through a mask, a mask that he must make for himself, but a mask made in such form as will mark him to men of his time and place as the leader they want and need.
Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
Veil wouldn't make his military invincible, but it would render every other military indefensible. Veil was it. Game over, fuckholes.
Fair ladies, masked, are roses in their bud;
Dismasked, the damask sweet commixture shown,
Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.
My blue mask as a God puts on his sky
Masked, I advance.
I am whatever was, or is, or will be; and my veil no mortal ever took up.
There is a King Who is aware of every Mask you put on
Everything that is deep loves the mask
The veil which covers the face of futurity is woven by the hand of mercy.
A whore with a veil is mysterious. God's ways appear to be ... insane.
Behind this mask there is more than just flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea ... and ideas are bulletproof.
Of darkness visible so much be lent, as half to show, half veil, the deep intent.
Hooded, and veiled with their night-like tresses, The Fates shall bring what no prophet guesses." And
A mask is a mirror. The masquerade is the only time I am me and it doesn't matter how many men I have sex with or how many girls I touch, I want more.
Am I looking at a mask or am I the mask being looked at?
One last time - you have to wear this mask one last time, and then you can bury Celaena Sardothien forever.
Fogged, bogged gates of Brume, barrier to my home; Timeless, faceless watchers loom, but I am allowed to roam.
Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.
When you wear the mask, the mask becomes you.
Here too it's masquerade, I find:
As everywhere, the dance of mind.
I grasped a lovely masked procession,
And caught things from a horror show ...
I'd gladly settle for a false impression,
If it would last a little longer, though.
You can't draw a tattoo on the face and expect it to be hidden when you don't wear a veil.
Death, with funereal shades in vain surrounds me, My reason through his darkness seeth light: 'Tis the last step which brings me close to Thee: 'Tis the veil falling, 'twixt Thy face and mine.
A beauty masked, like the sun in eclipse, gathers together more gazers than if it shined out.
The future is hidden by a dark impenetrable veil, and yet we struggle to pierce through it.
Clouds signify the veil of the Most High.
Hanging softly over the black Singer sewing machine, it looked like magic, and when people saw me wearing it they were going to run up to me and say, "Marguerite, forgive us, please, we didn't know who you were," and I would answer generously, "No, you couldn't have known. Of course I forgive you.
Every breath of air and ray of light and heat, every beautiful prospect, is, as it were, the skirts of the (angel's) garments, the waving robes of those whose faces see God.
The mask in which you choose to disguise yourself uncovers who you subconsciously are or want to be. Masks reveal in the eyes the face that lies hidden as if the mask is a dark glass mirroring your soul.
Hatred always leaves a stain on the veil. But sometimes the hatred isn't your own. Sometimes you're chained, and the hatred beaten into you is another man's, grown in a different heart, and it takes longer than a fading bruise to forget.
Living as we do with a veil over our eyes, we cannot remember what it was like to be with our Heavenly Father and His Beloved Son, Jesus Christ, in the premortal world; nor can we see with our physical eyes or with reason alone the hand of God in our lives.
And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?"
"La luna," she said with a smile.
"Then I shall be la notte to your moon" Archer lifted the hard black mask he held and slipped it over his thinner silk one
It is not an arbitrary "decree of God," but in the nature of man, that a veil shuts down on the facts of to-morrow; for the soul will not have us read any other cipher than that of cause and effect. By this veil, which curtains events, it instructs the children of men to live in to-day.
Ask not of things to shed their veils. Unveil yourselves, and things will be unveiled.
Through the window of my mask I see a wall of coral, its surface a living kaleidoscope of lilac flecks, splashes of gold, reddish streaks and yellows, all tinged by the familiar transparent blue of the sea.
shadow of authority
Nothing more powerfully excites any affection than to conceal some part of its object, by throwing it into a kind of shade, whichat the same time that it shows enough to prepossess us in favour of the object, leaves still some work for the imagination.
Because of my value, I veil myself ... If I show too much, I wouldn't be revealing my true worth to you. I'd be distracting you from what matters most.
[Y]ou, one day, will knock lips with Turkish-coffee-clad veils whose beds our kin must tuck in misty-eyed.
Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.
Salome had but seven veils; the artist has a thousand.
Sometimes wearing a mask is the best way to show our true selves.
People ask me why I wear veils. I reply, I am mourning. Mourning what? Well I figure something shitty must be going on somewhere.
There are three masks:
the one we think we are,
the one we really are,
and the one we have in common
Reveal yourself, mage! Only a coward stays cloaked in invisibility.
The more veiled becomes the outside world, steadily losing in colour, tone and passions, the more urgently the inner world calls us
The men and women cut their hair close round to the ears and eyes. The women, after the manner of the Parthians, cover their heads with a large white veil, folded together in the form of a crown.
Murana is the name of the mask I have designed for Venini: a volume to wear for filtering the reality through the glass of its surfaces, a face without sexual or racial connotations able to represent every kind of humanity, a soul for an object that could be casually perceived as a vase ...
She had gone through the veil and returned to Earth. But the veil only opens one way.
When the beaded curtain parts with a sound like rain, it is Marco who enters the fortune-teller's chamber, and Isobel immediately flips her veil from her face, the impossibly thin black silk floating back over her head like mist.
If it be a sign of mourning," replied Mr. Hooper, "I, perhaps, like most other mortals, have sorrows dark enough to be typified by a black veil.
Only by concealing our identities can we shed the masks we have to wear at school, at work, even at home - everywhere there is surveillance, policing, punishment - masks that are increasingly indistinguishable from ourselves.
Do not hide behind any mask
Nature has thrown a veil of modest beauty over maidenhood and moss-roses.
The wonderful thing is that the soul already knows to some extent that there is something behind the veil, the veil of perplexity, that there is something to be sought for in the highest spheres of life, that there is some beauty to be seen, that there is Someone to be known who is knowable.
Only when a man sees this universe as God does the veil fall from his eyes; then that man, purified and cleansed, finds his whole vision changed.
What masks are these uniforms to hide cowards!
I guard my existence, sheltered by distance. Hidden and masked I parade, everyone oblivious to the grand charade.
Word - That invisible dagger.
I bare my nakedness to the world that the world may see who I am; not the mask that hides my flaws, not the mask that hides my beauty. I bask in the light and I take off the mask!
Young people, who are still uncertain of their identity, often try on a succession of masks in the hope of finding the one which suits them
the one, in fact, which is not a mask.
White bridal dresses stunning and pure, bringing promises, binding two souls together, life forces connected, holding the same vision.
Take away
this mask of flesh and bone
see me
for my soul
alone
Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak.
They get a glimpse of red lips under a short veil, and exquisite little feet.