It doubles your perception, to write from the point of view of someone you're not.

Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.

An outsider's point of view is always handy.

You know, from my point of view, I'm the luckiest cat on the planet.

I can only write about personal stuff, about my point of view.

The troops and their ladies had first drunk champagne. There were also remains of sandwiches, and I stepped on one, which I think was either cucumber or watercress. I scraped it off on the curbing, left it there for germs. I'll tell you this, though: No germ is going to leave the Solar System eating sissy stuff like that.
Plutonium! Now there's the stuff to put hair on a microbe's chest.