Not seeing people permits one to attribute to them all possible perfections.

“There is will in the thought, there is none in the dream. The dream, which is c…”

“I see black light (his last words)”

“Ah," cried Gavroche, "what does this mean? It rains again! ...If this continues…”

“Should he remain in paradise and become a demon? Should he return to hell and b…”