Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is.

Because he's hiding.

He is small who hides in order to show himself.

Everyone has a lie we're quietly waiting to believe.

An uncommon prudence is habtual with the subtler depravity, for it has everything to hide.

Everyone has a lie we’re quietly waiting to believe.

In every real man, a child is hidden that wants to play.

Nearly everybody has his box of secret pain, shared with no one.

Every fear hides a wish.

My son, whoever wishes to keep a secret, must hide from us that he possesses one. Self complaisance over the concealed destroys its concealment.

In everybody's life there are hidden chapters which they hope may never be known.

There's a good spot tucked away somewhere in everybody. You'll be a long time finding it sometimes.

Everybody's got a secret Sonny, Something that they just can't face. Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it; They carry it with them every step that they take. Till some day they just cut it loose. Cut it loose or let it drag 'em down Where no one asks any questions, Or looks too long in your face In the darkness on the edge of town.

Everybody has a skeleton in the closet; the thing is to keep ’em there and not at the feast.