A Quote by Edward T. Hall

Culture hides more than it reveals, and strangely enough what it hides, it hides most effectively from its own participants. — © Edward T. Hall
Culture hides more than it reveals, and strangely enough what it hides, it hides most effectively from its own participants.
Culture hides much more than it reveals, and strangely enough, what it hides, it hides most effectively from its own participants.
To the resentment that hides inside love, to the loneliness that hides among companions.
An open sack hides nothing, And an open door hides little, but an open man is surely hiding something. lini is quoted by Nynaeve.
What one hides is worth neither more nor less than what one finds. And what one hides from oneself is worth neither more nor less than what one allows others to find.
A word does not say anything And at the same time it hides everything Just as the wind that hides the water Like the flowers that mud hides. A glance does not say anything And at the same time it says everything Like rain on your face Or an old treasure map A truth does not say anything And at the same time it hides everything Like a bonfire that does not go out Like a stone that is born dust. If one day you need me, I will be nothing And at the same time I will be everything Because in your eyes are my wings And the shore where I drown.
As a rule, adversity reveals genius and prosperity hides it
For my body, I like high-waisted jeans because they make your leg look longer and hides this extra thing on my stomach. You can eat extra food with it because it hides, and I like to tuck in my t-shirts.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Society is a masked ball, where every one hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding.
Memory, like so much else, is unreliable. Not only for what it hides and what it alters, but also for what it reveals.
False greatness is unsociable and remote: conscious of its own frailty, it hides, or at least averts its face, and reveals itself only enough to create an illusion and not be recognized as the meanness that it really is. True greatness is free, kind, familiar and popular; it lets itself be touched and handled, it loses nothing by being seen at close quarters; the better one knows it, the more one admires it.
Unless a love of virtue light the flame, Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others' bare.
I think every beautiful tale in the world hides the truth and reveals it little by little.
Nature is the time-vesture of God that reveals Him to the wise, and hides him from the foolish.
I think my cruelty hides beneath the surface a lot more than Sue Sylvester's.
An author never does more damage to his readers than when he hides a difficulty.
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