Among the forces which sweep and play through the universe, untutored man is but a wisp in the wind. Our civilization is still in a middle stage, scarcely beast, in that it is no longer wholly guided by instinct; scarcely human, in that it is not yet wholly guided by reason. On the tiger no responsibility rests.
Theodore Dreiser ~ Sister Carrie
Here come the tourists. They truck in by the busload, hundreds of them, to stare at us, and let us stare at them in turn.
It’s a shame really that our visceral fear of humans kept us away from them. We never knew how interesting they are as a species. Instead of getting to know them, we fled from them whenever they came around. They had to drag us kicking and screaming into a relationship with them.
And now, here we are, as curious about them as they are about us. We can stare at each other all day long without fear. We are in a safe place.