Cornell Woolrich, "Night Has a Thousand Eyes"

"Each unto himself has his own world that he looks out upon, and though someone else were to stand upon the very selfsame inch of ground your feet were placed upon, guided by chalk marks, he would not see the same things you did. There would have been two different views there, not just one. Or is there any world at all, I wondered, out there before us as we look upon it; may it not be inside, behind the eyes, and out from nothing, just a blank infinite?"

John Cassavettes, "Faces"

Lucas Cranach the Elder, "Close of the Silver Age"