A Quote by Chief Joseph

The eye tells what the tongue would hide. — © Chief Joseph
The eye tells what the tongue would hide.
We see things based on autopilot. Our mind identifies something in a certain way, no matter what the eye sees. The eye tells you one thing and the brain tells you another.
If an evil spirit had to hide from God, it would hide in a diamond. If an angel had to hide from the Devil, it would hide in rose quartz.
Now let us play hide and seek. Should you hide in my heart it would not be difficult to find you. But should you hide behind your own shell, then it would be useless for anyone to seek you.
I'm a fighter. I believe in the eye-for-an-eye business. I'm no cheek turner. I got no respect for a man who won't hit back. You kill my dog, you better hide your cat.
We repeal sanctions, it tells Russia, go ahead and interfere in our elections and do bad things; it tells China, it tells Iran. That would be terrible.
The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!
I think that in Mexico, we must change some practices that were built during the 72 years of predominance in Mexico. Former presidents would just hide away, run away or disappear. And I think it's key in a democracy that presidents face people, see eye to eye to citizens and work to keep on contributing to the - to Mexico.
I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more
Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.
The pen is the tongue of the hand; a silent utterer of words for the eye.
Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is.
The police [in South Africa] would check in on you randomly. And they would come into the house, and they would look through that registry and look at all the names of all the people who were registered to be living in the house. And they would, you know, cross-reference that with the actual inhabitants of the dwelling.I was never on that piece of paper. I was always hidden. My grandmother would hide me somewhere if the police did show up. And it was a constant game of hide and seek.
Incurable wounds are those inflicted by tongue and eye, by mockery and disdain.
Hide me from day's garish eye.
The clean tongue, the clear head, and the bright eye are birthrights of each day.
All my life I've tried to hide my height. I was taller than everybody else and stood out, so I would slouch and try to hide it.
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