"There is no form. Man produces gestalts, and cuts form out of the plethora of nothingness. It’s like looking at a set of lines and saying they represent a figure. We look at a mass of material, extract it from background and say it’s man. But in truth, there is no such thing. There are only humanizing features that we - myopically - attach to it. Matter is conjoined, a matter of viewpoint."
— Robert Sheckley, ‘”Warm” (Galaxy Science Fiction June 1953)