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We need another and a wiser, and perhaps more mystical concept of animals.
Remote from universal nature, and living by complicated artifice, man in
civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees
thereby, a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronize
them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate in having taken a form so
far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal
shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours,
they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have
lost or never attained, living by voices we will never hear. They are not
bretheren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with
ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and
travail of the earth.