Happiness is sometimes hidden in the unknown.
All of us harbour in ourselves hidden gardens and plantations;
Men differ by what they show, and have in common what they hide.
There are certain things that we hide in order to reveal them.
There is no disguise which can long hide love where it exists, nor feign it where it does not.
Hide your life and spread your spirit.
Nature is wont to hide herself.
Like plants, most men have hidden properties that chance alone reveals.
We discover in ourselves what others hide from us and we recognize in others what we hide from ourselves.
He who has but a moment to live, Has no longer anything to dissemble.
Patience reveals the soul's hidden riches.
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To know how to hide one's ability is great skill.
Nature hides her secret because of her essential loftiness, but not by means of ruse.
There are unknown forces in nature when we give ourselves wholly to her, without reserve, she lends them to us she shows us these forms, which our watching eyes do not see, which our intelligence does not understand or suspect.
One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.
Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.