There are invisible lines connecting everything together, and I am particularly fond of the one that connects me to you.
If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. & there is nothing more to it than that.
He said being invisible wasn’t so bad except when you’re trying to get quick service.
What are you doing? I said. I’m invisible, he said, Do I have to spell everything out for you all the time? & since he was invisible, I decided I could ignore that.