Aseară, sîmbătă, am descoperit un citat foarte interesant AICI.
The operation of hearing is no more difficult to understand. To be more succinct, let us consider it only in terms of music. Suppose then a lute is touched by the hands of a master of the art. You will ask me how it happens that I can perceive a thing that is so far away that I cannot see it? Do sponges come out of my ears to drink up the music and bring it to me? Or does the lute player create in my head another little lute player with another little lute, who has been ordered to play the same melodies? No. The miracle is due to the plucked strings striking the little bodies which compose the air and so sends them to my brain, penetrating it gently with these tiny corporeal bodies…But that operation is quite ordinary. The wonderful thing is that by this means we are moved to joy, sometimes to rage, sometimes to pity, sometimes to reflection, sometimes to pain.