Quotes About Unseen

A kiss can be like the world turning over. It can be like the tide of a dragon's dream washing through the unseen world that is hidden to mortal eyes but that nevertheless permeates our being. It can be hot and cold together, as vast as the heavens and yet specific to the pressure of hands and the parting of lips. It raised more intense feelings than I had expected, like being engulfed in a storm of lightning.

Sometimes Emily was so lonely that it was like being invisible.

You saw her a hundred times, but not once did you look at her.

That if she didn't know him, no one knew him, and he might as well not exist.

It's crazy," she said. "What is?" The connections, she thought. Or the lack of them. The discontinuity. How it was impossible to understand how a person got from point a to point b, even if you were that person and you had been there for every, every step. How there were unseen and mysterious forces beyond yourself.

the world as we see it is only the published version. The subterranean realms, whether churches or hospital rooms or smoke-filled basements, are part of what hold up the rest.

I learned that beauty exists where you least expect to find it.

Beauty exists where you least expect to find it.

As a neutrino has no mass or electrical charge and can pass through the planet in a blink, so this bag lady's existence can pass through this world; she, like the neutrino, is a ghost, yet both are real, both exist and have presence, even if that presence is unseen or ignored.

I'll be the invisible girl, Everyone passing through me, No one touching.

So, not at first, but I eventually realized I was seeing this level of reality that's going on right over our heads and most people have no idea it's even there. I realized I was seeing the night sky as our ancestors did, and that by losing it, we'd lost our everyday touch with our place in the cosmos.

and the air Was like the air after a fire, or the air before a storm, Ungodly still, but full of dark shapes turning. from "The Dragon

He who grows smaller and smaller in God's grand scheme of things, until he is invisible to all but himself.

The broken things, forgotten things... and missing things.

Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I.

out of sight,out of mind

what's out of sight, is out of mind

Things are no longer what they seem to be. My telephones are haunted, and animals whisper at me from unseen places.

Operating systems are like underwear — nobody really wants to look at them.

In Oran, as elsewhere, for want of time and thought, people have to love one another without knowing it.

Memories belong in the soil, in stone, in wind. They are the land's unseen meaning, such that touches the souls of all who would look – truly look – upon it.

No, in an existence bound with true meaning and purpose, oblivion should ever arrive unexpected, unanticipated and unseen. One moment racing full tilt, the next, gone.

The sky cares nothing for you, dear one. The stars don't even see you.

It was a conceit to imagine that they knew the world; that they knew its every detail. Forces ever worked unseen, in elusive patterns no mortal mind could comprehend.