Category Archives: HIDING

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

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In the dim garden a game of hide-and-seek, Between the flowerbeds, under the dark trees; A blackbird’s startled chatter, a childish shriek. Of delectable fear.

Nancy Cato.

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“I don’t need a cloak to become invisible.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

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no veil of false excuses, or artful cloaking and colouring of our faults, will disguise from us our true state, if only we never neglect to consult this mirror in sincerity and with earnest prayer.

The Dormouse attended, but cold and forlorn, And the Gnat slowly winded his shrill little horn

And the moth, who was grieved for the loss of a sister, Bent over the body and silently kissed her.

“BEAU BRUMMELL.” The Braidwood Dispatch and Mining Journal (NSW : 1888 – 1954) 30 Dec 1911: 4. Web. 31 Jan 2014 <http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article100643879&gt;.

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They were learning to draw,’ the Dormouse went on, yawning and rubbing its eyes, for it was getting very sleepy; `and they drew all manner of things–everything that begins with an M–‘

`Why with an M?’ said Alice.

`Why not?’ said the March Hare.

Alice was silent.

The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: `–that begins with an M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness– you know you say things are “much of a muchness”–did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?’

`Really, now you ask me,’ said Alice, very much confused, `I don’t think–‘

`Then you shouldn’t talk,’ said the Hatter.

This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: she got up in great disgust, and walked off; the Dormouse fell asleep instantly, and neither of the others took the least notice of her going, though she looked back once or twice, half hoping that they would call after her: the last time she saw them, they were trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot.

http://www.lewiscarroll.org/tag/dormouse/

It is the only thing that knows us, all the crannies, the secret places where the caulkers have not reached, where the weevils hide; it sees all.

http://www.hotsdots.com/poetry/author/mduwell/

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I want to hide something from the humans until they are ready for it. It is the realisation that they create their own reality

http://blog.gaiam.com/quotes/authors/native-american-proverb

I can feel the souls of my ancestors calling me back home To all the familiar places and tracks I once did roam

Calling Me Home by Lyndon Lane, Goodooga, NSW

Read more: http://www.creativespirits.info/aboriginalculture/arts/calling-me-home#ixzz2jqzHuj5H

 

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I survived by keeping my emotions in check – by maintaining my composure and tucking it all away. I managed to stay under the radar, skating through school without anyone truly remembering I was here. My teachers acknowledged my academic successes and my coaches depended upon my athletic abilities, but I wasn’t important enough to make a recognizable social contribution. I was easily forgettable. That’s what I counted on.” 

― Rebecca Donovan, Reason to Breathe

Do not call the forest that shelters you a jungle.

~African Proverb (Ashanti, Ghana) african proverb

http://www.gadel.info/2011/03/african-proverbs.html

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If you are in hiding, don’t light a fire.

http://cogweb.ucla.edu/Discourse/Proverbs/Ashanti.html

The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.

― Stephen King, Night Shift

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“It didn’t seem the right time to tell him where the worst monsters hide. They conceal themselves cleverly inside our heads and wait for the moments we’re at our most vulnerable – bedtime, or when we’re sick or anxious.”
― Helen Brown, Cleo

Once one seizes happiness, one should hang onto it like an octopus.

― Mehmet Murat ildan, The Beggar’s Prophecy

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“When Mary is confused or perplexed, she spurts anger the way an octopus spurts ink, and hides in the dark cloud of it.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

You can run and hide from this disease for about 5-6 years. Then it will be there sitting on a fence post–waiting for you.

At this stage you had better be ready for step 6.

FLO from Silver Lining.

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“It’s a wonder I’m even alive. Sometimes I think that. I think that I can’t believe I haven’t killed myself. But there’s something in me that just keeps going on. I think it has something to do with tomorrow, that there is always one, and that everything can change when it comes.”

― Augusten Burroughs, Running With Scissors

Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. Sigmund Freud

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THE BAD THING ABOUT FEAR
Is it requires a reaction. Some hide.
Some cry. But, like a dog condemned
to a walled yard with no hope
of escape or affection, some learn
to bite.”

Ellen Hopkins