69 Quotes About Facade

Of course men play roles, but women play roles too, blanker ones. They have, in the play of life, fewer good lines.

The weakest link in any chain of security is not the technology itself, but the person operating it; iron gates have no compassion to appeal to, nor fears to exploit, nor insecurities to use to one’s advantage. They are, however, operated by us – by beings of unlimited vulnerability and limited energy. Why waste time brute-forcing what can be easily circumvented by a clever façade and a crimson tongue?

Lies surround me. They are the strangers that linger under the façade of a soft whispered kiss. Ever so lovingly muddled in a single breath, fleeting, yet cemented in the heart. It is difficult to ignore them. They exist everywhere in all shapes and emotions. They drive our world, and our thoughts.

She was the quintessential twenty-first-century woman: She could build a high-rise in a Chanel suit and Jimmy Choos, give lessons in multitasking, and freeze the heart of the coldest competitor with a single unblinking gaze over the rim of her ebony-framed reading glasses. But that persona was like a bodysuit that she pulled on at eight in the morning and peeled out of at five in the afternoon.

Choice of sources can shield extreme bias behind a façade of objectivity.

You scream it in everything you do. You’re holding on to what happened because you think that’s all you have.”“It is all I have.”“Find more

A leader is generally not more virtuous than most ordinary people. The opposite is usually true. Because people are reluctant to be led by those perceived as evil, a leader expertly creates a façade, behind which he hides all that may appear dirty. This is a difficult art where the leader has to wear two masks, one in public and the other in private—and no one should see the true face of a leader.

Façade. One, simple word. But, very complex portents. It’s like living a life of half-dead. You are neither fully inside a grave, nor completely out of it, beyond the oppressive calmness of the slabs, tombstones and plaques. There is one solace though, you soon discover that you are not alone in the vast graveyard of the half-dead. This is what Kamini soon realized when she plunged herself back into the world that the destiny had conspired her to inherit.

...diplomacy, as well as being the art of waiting, was also the art of keeping up a facade of normality whatever the circumstances.... The ambassador praised his son's determination, drew the conversation to a close with a smile, and decided to give him another month; after all, diplomacy is also the art of postponing decisions until the problems resolve themselves.