Space is width and breadth, indefinitely prolonged And everyone who claims something else is completely wrong A third dimension does not exist, except in mathematical theories And everything I see appears as a straight line to me
May I introduce myself? I am a square and Flatland is what I call home In this world there is only North and South and East and West but Up and Down are words not known
I came upon this circle who pretended that he was a sphere who crossed my land I told him that this was impossible but he just said “I have evidence: If I was nothing more than a circle I’d always appear as a line of constant size No matter of which side you would behold me, I’d always be a straight line in your eyes
And now watch me cross your world and change my size until I disappear I fear you can’t imagine, but space is width and breadth and height and I am a sphere”