How big is a feeling? Where is the dial that registers in degrees?
... When did I lose my freedom? For once, I was free. I had the power to choose. The mechanics of cause and effect is statistical probability yet surely sometimes we operate below or beyond that threshold. Free-will cannot be debated but only experienced, like a colour or the taste of potatoes. William Golding - Freefall No coats today. Buds bulge on chestnut trees,
And on the doorstep of a big, old house A young man stands and plays his flute. I watch the silver notes fly up And circle in the blue sky above the traffic, Travelling where they will. And suddenly this paving-stone Midway between my front door and the bus stop Is a starting point. From here I can go anywhere I choose. Wendy Cope |