Every face is hidden behind some mask or another yet still, they are deciphered just as phrases are understood from within quotation marks.

Behind masks of smiles, some faces have buried their pain, while others have hidden
almost their entirety.

...they do quote me, that means that my words and my sentences get under their skins although they do no know it.

But there is not space to mention all my friends and indeed there are things about them hidden behind the wings of the cherubim, things to sacred to set forth in cold print.

I can read and see the words that you have confined behind the wall of your lips in the expression on your face and in the gaze of your eyes.

There are some that only employ words for the purpose of disguising their thoughts.

People carry their secrets in hidden places, not on their faces. They carry their suffering on their faces. Also bitterness, if there's room.

There are no simple words. I don't know why I thought I could hide anything behind language.

Language disguises thought.

I have never seen faces, but because I have looked people in the eye, only their gazes.

Our words tend to conceal what is private and particular in our impressions, and to make us believe that different people live in a common world to a greater extent than is in fact the case.

One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.

I look into the faces of the people passing by,
The glad ones and the sad ones, and the lined with misery,
And I wonder why the sorrow or the twinkle in the eye;
But the pale and weary faces are the ones that trouble me.

A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes.