The inversion extends deeper than mere modes of expression, down into the very matter of thought.

Ideas of ours which we deemed innate find in them no home, while methods which strike us as preposterously unnatural appear to be their birthright.

From the standing of a wet umbrella on its handle instead of its head to dry to the striking of a match away in place of toward one, there seems to be no action of our daily lives, however trivial, but finds with them its appropriate reaction--equal but opposite.

Indeed, to one anxious of conforming to the manners and customs of the country, the only road to right lies in following unswervingly that course which his inherited instincts assure him to be wrong.
Yet these people are human beings; with all their eccentricities they are men.

Physically we cannot but be cognizant of the fact, nor mentally but be conscious of it.