No one watched it, not even the cameramen

If you're watching everybody, you're watching nobody.

I didn't even know what they were protesting about.

And if no one sees you, are you really there at all?

I keep seeing myself in my mind’s eye, but then I remember - no one is watching. There is nothing “out” there.

Perhaps there had never been anything at all to see.

If a dataline is running and there’s no one there to watch it, has anything really happened?

I looked about for some of my acquaintance, but in vain, for I saw not one person that I knew, which is very odd, for all the world seemed there.

If you don't pick your audience, you're lost because you're not really talking to anybody.

It had taken me a while to work out what I got from this. You didn't watch in the hope of seeing something exciting. Just the opposite. You watched because the very lack of discernible activity, of presented subject matter, made the view itself seem more real. If you watch something in particular, all you see is that thing happening. You see the moment, the event, and you are distracted from the long, slow tide of eventlessness underlying it. If you watch nothing, then you see everything. You see the thing as it is.

You can’t call it charity unless no one is watching.

I hate how I don't feel real enough unless people are watching.

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?

If there's anyone who knows, is there anyone who cares?