Nothing could be more remarkable than
seeing someone who thinks himself unobserved
engaged in some quite simple everyday
activity. Let’s imagine a theatre, the curtain
goes up & we see someone alone in his room
walking up and down, lighting a cigarette
seating himself etc. so that suddenly we are
observing a human being from outside in a
way that ordinarily we can never observe
ourselves; as if we were watching a chapter
from a biography of our own eyes,—surely
this would be at once uncanny and wonderful.
More wonderful than anything a playwright
could cause to be acted or spoken on the
stage. We should be seeing life itself.—But
then we do see this every day & it makes
not the slightest impression on us!
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