You must call up every strength you own And you can rip off the whole facial mask.
I consider myself to be a relatively helpful person, and there's an interesting line when hope starts to become the way you actually mask or hide from what's really happening.
Everywhere man is in disguise! Who is who is unknown! Try to enter the mask and find out who the man inside really is!
Embrace whatever you're feeling. Whatever mask you have on right now, is okay. You're entitled to feel.
Style, personality - deliberately adopted and therefore a mask - is the only escape from the hot-faced bargainers and money-changers.
When I read the script, I said to one of the producers, "I know you probably want Jonathan Harker really fluffy, but I'm not gonna do that. It needs to be a mask. There needs to be a duel between Harker and Dracula. "
I know that even the meanest person has still at his disposition high-sounding words wherewith to mask his real character.
All of us have ways in which we mask and cover our pain.
Is there worse evil than that which goes in the mask of good?
You spend that money, and then what? At least now you know it's going to a great cause. We'll see how many masks I'll keep in the future, but certain ones have more meaning, so I'll hold onto them.
It's amazing how beauty can mask so many flaws
Life is a mask through which the universe expresses itself.
We mask our needs as the needs of others.
Acting is largely about putting on masks, and music is about removing them.
A government which is not liked by the artists is certainly a bad government, because artist sees very well what is behind the masks!
Celebrity is a mask that eats into the face.
I understand better than she'd imagine that history is indelible. You can mask it; you can patch it smooth and clear; but you always know what's hidden underneath.
Death changes nothing but the mask that covers our faces.
Unchecked pride evolves into swagger, a hypnotizing mask of insecurity that can and does compromise our ability to make progress and attain power. Pride stands in the way of forgiveness and a strategic approach to navigating a chessboard rigged to prevent pawns from becoming kings and queens.
Within every man and woman a secret is hidden, and as a photographer it is my task to reveal it if I can. The revelation, if it comes at all, will come in a small fraction of a second with an unconscious gesture, a gleam of the eye, a brief lifting of the mask that all humans wear to conceal their innermost selves from the world. In that fleeting interval of opportunity the photographer must act or lose his prize.