invisible I have this feeling that nothing humanity has done or can do will improve on God's work, that the world-as-it-is is a garden, and that in trying to improve on it, we have only pushed it further away. The best we have ever done, as a people, is to live in God's creation as unobtrusively as possible. Trapped in a world that seems irredeemably altered by the misguided efforts of men—or the efforts of misguided men—the best I can do is live as if I were not here, and hope to become invisible.
	location: New York City date: Fall 1990 average rating: [not rated] your rating (0-10):