No stranger ever comes up and talks to me. I'm the invisible woman.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I try so hard not to think that I am a stranger in a strange land. But I know that I stand out.
I was kind of an invisible girl when I was young.
As a private person, professionally I am invisible.
It would be cool to be invisible, but I'm afraid of what people would say about me if they didn't know I was there. Some things are better left unknown.
I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.
I hate to be treated as if I'm invisible. I get incensed when people talk across me or refuse to catch my eye in a restaurant or shop.
Anytime you see a bit where some stranger does something to me, it's me.
No one is ever really a stranger. We cling to the belief that we share nothing with certain people. It's rubbish. We have almost everything in common with everyone.
I'll talk to any stranger about everything. I'm not guarded.
I think I'm at a place where I haven't really been encountered by anyone overtly strange. But people think they know me.
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