The least change in our point of view, gives the whole world a pictorial air. A man who seldom rides, needs only to get into a coach and traverse his own town, to turn the street into a puppet-show. The men, the women, the talking, running, bartering, fighting, an earnest mechanic, a lounger, the beggar, the boys, the dogs, all seem instantly unreal. Or at least wholly detached from any relationship to the observer. Everyone is seen as illusory, not substantial beings. From Emerson, Nature.
Life Is a Puppet Show
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