Glori: “Uptown, there, is Central Park… an’ off to the right is the river an’ New Jersey… an’ you can see the bridges… Matthew, you’re weepin’. What’s wrong?”
Matt: “I’m not sure… I grew up in Hell’s Kitchen… at the time, one of the nastiest areas in the city. Never got out of it, really… never really saw anything but filthy streets and crumbling buildings… I lost my sight when I was barely into my teens. I guess I’d forgotten the little of beauty I’d experienced. And I had no idea there was so much more. So much, Glorianna… so much beauty. Everything– so beautiful.”
[Daredevil vol. 1 #223 by Denny O’Neil, David Mazzucchelli, Ken Feduniewicz, et al.]
Matt has had his vision restored a number of times (though for maximum emotional impact, each instance is treated like the first). In this particular situation, a cosmic being called the Beyonder gifts Matt with sight as payment for a legal service he wants rendered by Nelson and Murdock. Matt is iffy about helping the Beyonder, and refuses to accept the giant pile of money initially offered (because Matt never pays much attention to the law firm’s financial situation, to Foggy’s perpetual dismay), so the Beyonder tries a much more drastic bribe. Matt spends his temporary time among the sighted with his girlfriend Glori, who– being a photographer– is eager to share with him the wonders of the visual world.
Matt will never have his sight permanently restored– not just because it would cheapen and negate the whole concept of the comic, but also because Matt would never allow it. From a practical standpoint, it’s a distraction. He doesn’t want it, he doesn’t need it. He’s so accustomed to operating with his usual array of senses that adding the extra input of vision into the mix scatters his perception and throws off his groove– particularly in fights, where that sort of thing matters most. But there’s also the explanation he gives the Beyonder in this issue– who finally agrees to take back his gift after Matt threatens to sue him. Matt argues, essentially, that being able to see would spoil him. It’s a beautiful thing to him– not something he generally wishes for, but still something he enjoys whenever he ends up with it– and he doesn’t want a desire for sight, or a fear of losing it again, to get in the way of him living his life.