thinning veil: The Fifth of January

Wings and a different respiratory apparatus...

...which would allow us to cross the immensity of space would prove useless, because if we landed on Mars or Venus with the same senses, these senses would clothe whatever we would see with the same appearance of what we see on Earth. The only true voyage, the only fountain of youth, would not be to travel towards new lands, but to have another hundred eyes, to see the universe with the eyes of another, of a hundred others, to see the hundred universes that each one sees, that each one is.

- Marcel Proust