It is not solely or chiefly in virtue of the divine image that man effectively resembles God, but in virtue of his consciousness of being an image and the movement whereby the soul, passing in a way through itself, avails itself of the factual resemblance in order to attain to God.
The theme of invisibility has haunted me for many years, since earliest girlhood. A woman often feels __nvisible_ in a public sense precisely because her physical being - her __isibility_ - figures so prominently in her identity. She is judged as a body, she is __ttractive_ or __nattractive_, while knowing that her deepest self is inward, and secret: knowing, hoping that her spiritual essence is a great deal more complex than the casual eye of the observer will allow_ it might be argued that all persons, defined to themselves rather more as what they think and dream than what they do, are __nvisible_.
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The theme of invisibility has haunted me for many years, since earliest girlhood. A woman often feels __nvisible_ in a public sense precisely because her physical being - her __isibility_ - figures so prominently in her identity. She is judged as a body, she is __ttractive_ or __nattractive_, while knowing that her deepest self is inward, and secret: knowing, hoping that her spiritual essence is a great deal more complex than the casual eye of the observer will allow_ it might be argued that all persons, defined to themselves rather more as what they think and dream than what they do, are __nvisible_.
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