.."I am an invisible [wo]man.
No, I am not a spook like those that haunted Edgar Allen
Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a
[wo]man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and
liquids--and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am
invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see
me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus
sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors
of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see
only my surroundings, themselves, or figments of their
imagination--indeed, everything and anything except me."
-Ralph Ellison, "Invisible Man"
