Best 38 quotes in «camouflage quotes» category

To ensnare an elusive answer, camouflage the question.

You can sometimes camouflage the hand, but you cannot camouflage the man behind it.

What about the entrance to the cave?" she asked. He snapped his fingers as if he'd forgotten all about it. "Excellent point." Myrnin dragged the largest, heaviest table over, top down, and covered up with it the hole he'd made in the floor. Then he took handfuls of broken glass and mounded it up on all sides. Myrnin artistically sprinkled some more broken glass. "There," Myrnin said, and backed off to the stairs again. "What do you think?" "Fabulous." She sighed. "Brilliant job of camouflage." "Normally, I'd add a corpse," he said, "just to keep people at bay. But that might be good enough.

A joke is a good camouflage. Next best comes sentiment... But the best camouflage of all - in my opinion - is the plain and simple truth. Because nobody ever believes it.

But a myth, to speak plainly, to me is like a menu in a fancy French restaurant: glamorous, complicated camouflage for a fact you wouldn't otherwise swallow, like maybe lima beans.

You'd be surprised what poison is often hidden in the most beautiful camouflage.

[Democrats] in their frustration at having lost, they've thrown away the camouflage now.

Camouflage doesn't help when the other guy is willing to defoliate the whole jungle.

Glory is largely a theatrical concept. There is no striving for glory without a vivid awareness of an audience... The desire to escape or camouflage their unsatisfactory selves develops in the frustrated a facility for pretending -- for making a show -- and also a readiness to identify themselves wholly with an imposing spectacle.

Camouflage is the most interesting of all the arts.

Humor is not an unconditional virtue; its moral character depends on its object. To laugh at the contemptible, is a virtue; to laugh at the good, is a hideous vice. Too often, humor is used as the camouflage of moral cowardice.

In art, scandal is a false narrative, a smoke screen that camouflages rather than reveals. When we don't know what we're seeing, we overreact.

I went to buy some camouflage trousers the other day but I couldn’t find any.

Our persona was not created by accident; it was created in order to camouflage the parts of ourselves we deemed the most undesirable and to overcompensate for what we believe to be our deepest flaws. What persona are you hiding behind?

Powerful to alleviate, to delay, to camouflage, though money is, in the end it lets us down.

I've worn it to church before. Camouflage and the other clothes.

That's why you find a lot of entertainers are insecure, because it's the perfect camouflage for insecurity.

Realisation is not acquisition of anything new nor is it a new faculty. It is only removal of all camouflage

There he stood, in the camouflage of sun and shade, disfigured by them and masked by his own nakedness.

The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.

When I go out or to an event, I'll wear blue jeans and a shirt. And sometimes when I go to an event I'll wear camouflage. It depends what kind of mood I'm in.

Remember, God provides the best camouflage several hours out of every 24.

Who listens to golfers? They're boring. If I want to wear camouflage on the golf course during a tournament, I will. And I have.

When you hunt predators, the best camouflage is weakness.

Alice haunted the mossy edge of the woods, lingering in patches of shade. She was waiting to hear his Austin-Healey throttle back when he careened down the utility road separating the state park from the cabins rimming the lake, but only the whistled conversation of buntings echoed in the branches above. The vibrant blue males darted deeper into the trees when she blew her own 'sweet-sweet chew-chew sweet-sweet' up to theirs. Pine seedlings brushed against her pants as she pushed through the understory, their green heads vivid beneath the canopy. She had dressed to fade into the forest; her hair was bundled up under a long-billed cap, her clothes drab and inconspicuous. When at last she heard his car, she crouched behind a clump of birch and made herself as small as possible, settling into a shallow depression of ferns and leaf litter.

To think is to take a cunning revenge in which we camouflage our baseness and conceal our lower instincts.

Ah, yes, pink camo,” I murmur, gesturing my chin at her tank top and hoodie. “Because you never know when you’ll have to hide in a bubblegum factory.

Ghillie ni mavazi yaliyotumiwa na makomandoo wa Tume ya Dunia ya Kudhibiti Madawa ya Kulevya (Frederik Mogens, Radia Hosni, Daniel Yehuda na John Murphy) kama mbinu ya kujificha kwa kujifananisha na rangi au maumbo ya mazingira ya Msitu wa Benson Bennett, kama afanyavyo kinyonga. Hata hivyo, walivyoingia katika jumba la utawala katika maabara za Kolonia Santita ndani ya Msitu wa Benson Bennett katika mji wa Salina Cruz, Vijana wa Tume walivua suti zao za ghillie; kusudi iwe rahisi kwao kupambana na jeshi binafsi la Kolonia Santita, liitwalo 'autodefensa'.

Being in a shadow is never just as simple as stepping out of it. Shadows can camouflage a lot of things.

Beauty was deceiving in the same way credit cards were. It felt like it was free, but there was high interest with little return.

I reside in an abode where your thoughts imagine me... You reside in my heart where the auricles camouflage my longing...

It's amazing how much power a smile holds. It's contagious and brightens people's day. It's also the most powerful camouflage. For that person who seems to have it all together is merely masking the pain of drowning tears. Don't be so quick to assume.

I believed that it might be pulling these different impressions of itself from my mind and projecting them back at me, as a form of camouflage. To thwart the biologist in me, to frustrate the logic left in me.

Many caterpillars defend themselves not by striking fear in the hearts of their predators, but rather indifference. The large maple spanworm looks like a twig; the viceroy caterpillar looks like a bird dropping. This is not as exciting as looking like an anaconda, but when you are very small, and wingless, one of your main goals in life is to not be exciting. And speaking of unexciting—I think it is safe to say that woolly bears have one of the least advanced defense mechanisms among insects, although theirs is the reaction with which I most strongly identify: when distressed, the woolly bear rolls up into a ball.

She spent an astonishing amount of time in attending lectures and demonstrations, distributing literature for the Junior Anti-Sex League, preparing banners for Hate Week, making collections for the savings campaign, and such-like activities. It paid, she said; it was camouflage. If you kept the small rules you could break the big ones.

Sir Gallopad, a pure-white horse with a glossy white mane, had been chosen for Darling specifically for his size and demeanor. He was small, shy, and quiet. He'd never thrown anyone from the saddle, had never bucked or kicked. Riding him could be a chore because he liked to stop and nibble on shrubbery. The Charming Committee on Appropriate Pets had been delighted with Sir Gallopad, confident that the princess would be safe with such a timid creature. And they were thrilled to learn that he possessed the magical ability to change colors, which allowed him to camouflage himself if danger should appear. But what the committee didn't know was that, like Darling, Sir Gallopad also had a secret. He loved to gallop!

Thank you. That was the most fun I've had in a very long time." The horse felt the same way. His life thus far had been such a rocky journey, short on joy and long on sorrow. But as Darling led him toward the shiny Ever After High stables, he knew in his heart that his story had changed. "I hope you don't mind if, on occasion, I ask you to use your camouflage skills." She giggled. "Just so we can have a fun adventure now and then." He nodded. She stopped walking and looked into his eyes. "And, because you're the horse of a princess, I think you should have the perfect knightly name. I shall hereby call you Sir Gallopad." She kissed both his cheeks, then bowed. He smiled and bowed in return. And his story began.

The only sure camouflage was unpredictability.