Here is this vast, savage, howling mother of ours, Nature, lying all around with such beauty, and such affection for her children, as the leopard; and yet we are so early weaned from her breast to society, to that culture which is exclusively an interaction of man on man.
— Henry David Thoreau
Though his words drip with melancholic disdain, his declaration is one to ponder. Is he far from the truth? Do we live exclusively in an ongoing interaction of man on man? Have we forgotten about the relationships that live outside ourselves?