Quotes About Invisible

I wish I was the white crayon. Then no one would use me...

Relationships are like stars, some are bright, some are only for a short time and no matter how invisible they may look, some live forever.

Being bitter would reduce the sweetness you generate with your actions, it's like an invisible mask that you don each time you interact with someone.

Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts - and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.

He thinks of his grief over his sister as an entity that is horribly and painfully attached to him, the way a jellyfish might adhere to your skin or a goitre or an abscess. He pictures it as viscid, amorphous, spiked, hideous to behold. He finds it unbelievable that no one else can see it. Don't mind that, he would say, it's just my grief. Please ignore it and carry on with what you were saying.

Thunderstorms oft spurred these sorts of suppositions. "Maybe God is bursting with tears and he's flickering lights in His invisible bedroom

Tessa didn't realize she was crying until she tasted tears on her lips. He's here. Watching me. Trying to touch me. So why can't I see him? Or hear him?

It was one of those details that dwell in a special kind of obscurity reserved for the perfectly obvious.

When, on a summer evening, the melodious sky growls like a tawny lion, and everyone is complaining of the storm, it is the memory of the Méséglise way that makes me stand alone in ecstasy, inhaling, through the noise of the falling rain, the lingering scent of invisible lilacs.

Celestial light, shine inward...that I may see and tell of things invisible to mortal sight

Though beauty is autonomous, there seem to be occasions when human presence can become congruent with her will. In creative work no amount of force or mechanical management can guarantee beauty. Suddenly, without expecting it, beauty is there. Yet ultimately beauty is a profound illumination of presence, a stirring of the invisible in visible form and in order to receive this we need to cultivate a new style of approaching the world.

We also notice, at the other end, how the shadows of old age are lit more and more from the invisible world.

Maybe this is one of the secrets of death: that you die only when your invisible, unchosen lives have also fulfilled themselves, so that you bring into the eternal world not only your one known life but also the unknown, unchosen lives as well.

Volvos are fundamentally invisible.

Still, he was sure that if the government people thought they could set up an invisible spiderweb, so they'd get the vibration if Kidd touched the web . . . then they'd do that. They'd give it a shot.

I seem to know that there's a part of you missing. Some men can't see the color green, but they may never know they can't. I think you are only a part of a human. I can't do anything about that. But I wonder whether you ever feel that something invisible is all around you. It would be horrible if you knew it was there and couldn't see it or feel it.

There's a part of you missing. Some men can't see the color green, but they may never know they can't. I think you are only a part of a human. I can't do anything about that. But I wonder whether you ever feel that something invisible is all around you. It would be horrible if you knew it was there and couldn't see it or feel it.

Stories have haunted us and followed us from our beginning," Samuel said. "We carry them along with us like invisible tails—the story of original sin and the story of Cain and Abel. And I don't understand either of them. I don't understand them at all but I feel them.

On the single strand of wire strung to bring our house electricity, grackles and starlings neatly punctuated an invisible sentence.

The eyes of Faith will allow you to see the invisible

When angels carry you they leave no footprints in the sand.

Faith is the capacity of the soul to perceive the abiding ... the invisible in the visible.

I do remember, as a child, that I always imagined, when I was maybe 6 or 7, my fantasy was that everywhere I went I was being followed by an invisible film crew.

Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.