“You see, the strangeness of my case is that now I no longer fear the invisible, I’m terrified by reality.”

“I can’t wait to see what I can do, now that I’m no longer standing in my own way.”

“Well, I enjoy reality as much as the next man. It's just that in my case, fortunately, reality includes a good stiff belt every now and then.”

“There was nothing to see, nothing to distract me from succumbing to my fears, and the longer I kept my eyes shut, the more terribly I saw my fears wanted me to see.”

“We are not invisible because the world does not see us. We become invisible when we can no longer see ourselves.”

“I quietly cast camouflage on myself, which is the nearest I can come to invisibility. It binds my pigment to my surroundings, so that I become practically invisible when I remain still. People can see me if I move quickly, but if I imitate the Rock of Gibraltar they have to really know I’m there to spot me. I figured it was best: Naked women rarely welcome the approach of strange naked men, except in porn movies.”