Quotes About Invisibility

Me tornei autorizado a existir apenas onde não sou visto.

I am everywhere and I am nowhere. That's the beauty of the Internet Age.

I had a chair at every hearth, When no one turned to see, With 'Look at that old fellow there, 'And who may he be?

Age had not made him less handsome, as is so often the case; it had simply made him less visible.

Left alone with the dial tone...excuse me, operator, why is no one listening?

Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears. Ah! she did depart! Soon after she was gone from me, A traveller came by, Silently, invisibly: He took her with a sigh. - LOVE'S SECRET

To Nobodaddy Why art thou silent & invisible, Father of Jealousy? Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds From every searching Eye? Why darkness & obscurity In all thy works & laws, That none dare eat the fruit but from Thy wily serpent's jaws? Or is it because Secrecy Gains females' loud applause?

era de esa clase de individuos a los que no se les ve a primera vista, aunque estén solos en el fondo de una piscina de cemento vacía

People don't remember me. Really. It's not a paranoid thing; I just have this habit of slipping through memories. It doesn't bother me all that much, except I guess that's a lie; it does. For some reason, I test very high on forgettability.

No more fiendish punishment could be devised, were such a thing physically possible, than that one should be turned loose in society and remain absolutely unnoticed.

But in some way, they remained shadowy figures, their thoughts and motives mysterious, their emotions portrayed only when they affected the lives of the male heroes, their roles ultimately subservient to those of their fathers or husbands, brothers or sons.

The sunken place, right? That's where I was. The place where nobody can touch you or hear you scream.

I just wanted to fade into the background. Be invisible. Disappear.

I'm an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It's an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner.

I yearned for these other worlds where magic empowers people who understood it because I wanted to change my world, my place in it. I wanted to either be more visible, seen for who I am in my entirety and respected for it... or else I wanted to be even more invisible, protected from a world that would attempt to destroy me if others knew I was unlike them. That I was other. That I was queer

The art of hiding in plain sight used to be second nature, and now it has become the whole of him

Invisible magpies warbled in the plane trees. Softly, gently, never running out of melodic ideas, they perched among the leaves and spun out their endless tales.

Watching, not doing. Seeking safety in not being seen. It's a habit you can fall into, willing yourself into invisibility. And it doesn't serve you well in life. Believe me it doesn't. Not with people and loves and hearts and homes and work. But for the first few days with a new hawk, making yourself disappear is the greatest skill in the world.

Miss Foxe occasionally wondered if she spent her life approaching invisibility and had finally arrived at it.

17. Miracles are the transcendence of the body. They are sudden shifts into invisibility, away from a sense of lower-order reality. That is why they heal.

Alone in cities all over the world. My secret happiness. No one recognizes me. I walk invisibly amongst the species. I wish this night would last forever or that I could live forever in it. It's all I need. In these dark hours, I command time and live life, it's not living me. Fanatic.

In the city the wretched feel less sad. One can live there a hundred years without being noticed, and be dead a long time before anybody will notice it.

Now one often saw only her face and body, while her soul was not seen at all.

I feel like a ghost, Edna. Like I've been buried alive. As far as the world's concerned, I was born the day I began to pass. I have no past, no loved ones, no memories, no me. No one really sees me or speaks to me or touches me.