How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose A World Where Things Only Almost Meet labyrinthsalgorithmsbeautyprocess
Who has seen the wind? A Poem by Christina Rossetti www.poetryfoundation.org Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by. The Wind Rises windtreesseeing