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The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.
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personality
individuality
freedom
truth
inspirational
mask
revolution
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Jim MORRISON |
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Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.
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people
honesty
mask
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Salman Rushdie |
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Daniel supposed he had a secret life. Most people did; it was hardly possible to live without one.
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secret
mask
mystery
psychology
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P.D. James |
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Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks. Life itself had become a secret affair.
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secret
life
mask
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Mary Balogh |
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A beautiful face can mask great evil...
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face
mask
evil
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Francine Rivers |
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He looked down at the mask hanging around his neck. So simple a lie, and he could walk freely throughout the world. But would he then be trapped within the web of his own deception? What freedom could he find in denying the truth about himself?
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drizzt
mask
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R.A. Salvatore |
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The essence of true love is mutual recognition-two individuals seeing each other as they really are. We all know that the usual approach is to meet someone we like and put our best self forward, or even at times a false self, one we believe will be more appealing to the person we want to attract. When our real self appears in its entirety, when the good behavior becomes too much to maintain or the masks are taken away, disappointment comes. All too often individuals feel, after the fact-when feelings are hurt and hearts are broken-that it was a case of mistaken identity, that the loved one is a stranger. They saw what they wanted to see rather than what was really there.
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love-quotes
true-love
love
mask
true-self
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bell hooks |
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"Tears shone in Lucien's remaining eye as he raised his hands and removed the fox mask. The brutally scarred face beneath was still handsome--his features sharp and elegant. But my host was looking at Tamlin now, who slowly faced my dead body. Tamlin's still-masked face twisted into something truly lupine as he raised his eyes to the queen and snarled. Fangs lengthened. Amarantha backed away--away from my corpse. She only whispered "Please" before golden light exploded. The queen was blasted back, thrown against the far wall, and Tamlin let out a roar that shook the mountain as he launched himself at her. He shifted into his beast form faster than I could see--fur and claws and pound upon pound of lethal muscle. She had no sooner hit the wall than he gripped her by the neck, and the stones cracked as he shoved her against it with a clawed paw. She thrashed but could do nothing against the brutal onslaught of Tamlin's beast. Blood ran down his furred arm from where she scratched. The Attor and the guards rushed for the queen, but several faeries and High Fae, their masks clattering to the ground, jumped into their path, tackling them. Amarantha screeched, kicking at Tamlin, lashing at him with her dark magic, but a wall of gold encompassed his fur like a second skin. She couldn't touch him. "Tam!" Lucien cried over the chaos. A sword hurtled through the air, a shooting star of steel. Tamlin caught it in a massive paw. Amarantha's scream was cut short as he drove the sword through her head and into the stone beneath. And then closed his powerful jaws around her throat--and ripped it out."
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rage
animalistic
emotional-tears
high-fae
high-lord
tamlin
wrath
beast
mask
lucien
fury
kill
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Sarah J. Maas |
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You put on a mask. But don't you see? Nobody can really know you unless they know your extremes
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know-your-extremes
mask
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James Patterson |
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Her mask gave no sign of how this affected her.
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mask
expression
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Donna Leon |
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"In fact the "mask" theme has come up several times in my background reading. Richard Sennett, for example, in "The Corrosion of Character: The Personal Consequences of Work in the New Capitalism", and Robert Jackall, in "Moral Mazes: The World of Corporate managers", refer repeatedly to the "masks" that corporate functionaries are required to wear, like actors in an ancient Greek drama. According to Jackall, corporate managers stress the need to exercise iron self-control and to mask all emotion and intention behind bland, smiling, and agreeable public faces. Kimberly seems to have perfected the requisite phoniness and even as I dislike her, my whole aim is to be welcomed into the same corporate culture that she seems to have mastered, meaning that I need to "get in the face" of my revulsion and overcome it. But until I reach that transcendent point, I seem to be stuck in an emotional space left over from my midteen years: I hate you; please love me."
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theatre
morality
mask
corporate-culture
corporate-world
phony
faking
fake
masks
smile
moral
smiling
drama
self-control
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Barbara Ehrenreich |