Top 55 Hid Quotes

I always loved putting on shows – when you’re the youngest of seven and five are older sisters, you’ve got to get noticed somehow! I did puppet shows and magic shows… even ventriloquism. My doll’s name was ‘Dan,’ and I used to write these scripts, and my schoolmate hid under the table and supplied Dan’s voice.

I didn’t want people to know that I was an artist. I was ashamed. I thought artists were weird, crazy people, you know. So I always kind of hid the fact that I was an artist.

I am what I am. Before I was not so proud to make fashion. My family thought fashion wasn’t very interesting. So I hid that.

I remembered a long time ago, Kit Williams hid a golden hare somewhere in Britain and wrote a book which was layered with clues about where the it was. This really fired my imagination, I read the book and it was way too cryptic for me to understand, but it seemed to fascinated people – it even got on the news.

Nature and nature’s laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!

When I was married to an abuser, he’d tell me he wouldn’t have to get so angry if only I’d be less demanding, more supportive, more understanding. I hid the truth from everyone, especially myself.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what’s hidden.

It was nothing I ever hid and when I was asked about my background, I of course mentioned I’m Jewish. It’s an important part of who I am.

My dad is a really cool guy, but he showed me ‘The Shining,’ and I was like, ‘Hey, dad. I’m thirsty. Let’s go get a Coke.’ So we went to the vending machine, and he hid… and I turned back, and I was like, ‘Dad? Dad?’ And the elevator scene came to my mind.

A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.

My good works, however wretched and imperfect, have been made better and perfected by Him Who is my Lord: He has rendered them meritorious. As to my evil deeds and my sins, He hid them at once. The eyes of those who saw them, He made even blind; and He has blotted them out of their memory.

When I was 15, my parents left town for a month. They hid the keys to the car, but I found them. That month, I drove my stepdad’s Thunderbird Super Coupe into Manhattan every day, and I would crank Cypress Hill as I flew around the city, racing the taxis.

I never hid under the bed after losing, didn’t cry for two weeks.

I avoided the spotlight when I was a kid. I always knew, ‘Hey, it wasn’t me. I didn’t do anything.’ If there was a camera around, I hid from it.

The Beliebers have done some pretty crazy stuff. Last week, the night before I was due to do a show in Germany, four girls went into a dumpster so they could sneak into the building. They climbed in and hid. When the guys working on the truck started getting the garbage they found them straight away. It was crazy.

When I recorded my solo album, ‘Keep It Hid,’ in 2008, I’d gotten more interested in songwriting, inspired by reading Charles Bukowski and connecting with unfancy, interesting language.

We hid from the Nazis in the mountains. Sometimes there was nothing to eat but snow.

My wife had a bad habit of biting her nails, but I cured her. I hid her teeth.

The heart hid still in the dark, hard as the Philosopher’s Stone.

No one saw me cry over my dad’s death for almost nine years. I hid what I felt, bottling up my emotions so tightly that almost nothing leaked out.

The identity that I knew was completely stripped of me. I hid, and I hated life; I hated everything. The sun would bother me.

‘The Practical Heart’ was published one week before the World Trade towers collapsed. Book reviewing and all else in our culture stopped dead-still for half a year. I went on the book tour anyway. But I felt like the apostle Paul going unto the catacombs where scared believers hid and prayed.

I had that extroverted energy, and I always involved myself in quite adult conversations. My mum never hid us from that. There was never a kids’ table; we were never treated as kids, per se, because I don’t think she believes in that.

When we were in Sweden, there was a fan that hid in a bin. I think one of the security guards saw and tried to take her out, and she went a bit crazy and started tackling them.

I don’t care to be famous. But at the same time, you look at all the role models these little girls have, and they don’t have anyone to look up to. I mean, it’s weird, but if I just hid out and didn’t let myself be known, who would they look up to instead, you know?

I hid myself in food.

I don’t think I’ve hid the fact that I like being Milwaukee Buck.

At 16, I would wear clothes that hid my body; now I’ve found clothes that fit me rather than cover me. I’m not skinny, but I’m healthy, and you have to embrace what you’ve been given.

For many years, I struggled with how I felt about myself. I hid and harbored very self-destructive eating issues, namely anorexia, which at its worst caused me to lose half of my hair and brought my weight down dramatically.

When I was in high school, I hid in the back seat of an old boyfriend’s car when he was out with another girl. He finally found me, but not until after he had made out with her for an hour.

Some people say you have to fight cancer. But it was fighting me. The cure was worse than the disease, and it left me totally exhausted and depressed. I just hid myself away in my daughter-in-law’s flat.

I hid the fact that I had an aneurysm for a very long time. I was embarrassed, and I just felt like no one needed to know because it made me look weak. Who would of thought someone my age, at 23, had a brain aneurysm?

The only things that are a little bit newer are the CD burners, but we hid them under the table, so basically we had the feeling we were somewhere completely different, in another time.

The library was open for one hour after school let out. I hid there, looking at art books and reading poetry.

Human nature is the same now as when Adam hid from the presence of God; the consciousness of wrong makes us unwilling to meet those whom we have offended.

Me and Devin have never hid the fact that us playing together would be a dream come true. My mom kind of has hinted at that since we both got into the league. She knows it would be a lot easier only having to travel to one city during the season.

I never hid my move to Real Madrid was almost done… my fate changed, and I arrived at Barcelona instead.

I hid my heart under my bed because my mother said if you’re not careful someday somebody’s going to break it. Take it from me, under the bed is not a good hiding spot.

As I got older and started moving up the ranking, the matches got more important, and my emotions ratcheted up. I guess I hid my real feelings behind the anger.

I want to talk about my very first play, when I was in eighth grade. One day, my English teacher, Mrs. Baker, announced that we were going to read ‘On Borrowed Time’ out loud in class. I was a mediocre student; I was terrified that she was going to call on me, so I hid my head.

I was going to some fabulous party, and my taxi got stuck in traffic, and I looked out the window, and I saw a homeless woman rooting through the garbage, and I realized it was my mother. And I was so mortified that I ducked down, and I hid.

I hid my weight pretty well but I wasn’t fine, I was super unhappy, miserable and I was working out like an animal with no results.

Search not to find things too deeply hid; Nor try to know things whose knowledge is forbid.

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.

I will never forget the first time I was teargassed or the night I hid under my steering wheel as the SWAT vehicle drove down a residential street. I will never forget that it was illegal – in St Louis, in the fall of 2014 – to stand still.

It was always sort of my dream to make handbags and I wanted a handbag that was very sharp, very structured, very tailored… I wanted a bag you could put all of your things in it, you can open it, you could close it, you could hid all your tricks, but it’s not all lumpy.

Love and a red rose can’t be hid.

It is a myth that married women do not get work. Those days are gone now. So, if you think I hid my marriage for that reason, it’s not true.

Sometimes I hid my family connections.

I rememeber one time we were getting ready to go to South America and everything was packed up and in the car ready to go and I hid and I was crying because I really did not want to go, I wanted to play. I did not want to go.

I remember going to a music company and while I was sitting there I saw Panchamda. He saw me and hid from me – because he had come there asking for work. That was the most painful moment of my life – that one of the greatest composers, a living legend, was looking for work.

I have never hid my spiritual roots. They just weren’t something that came under the spotlight.

I’m happy being myself, which I’ve never been before. I always hid in other people, or tried to find myself through the characters, or live out their lives, but I didn’t have those things in mine.

Amin hid nothing. Everybody knew everything. Yet the American Senate only introduced a resolution breaking off trade with Amin three months before his overthrow.