Yet although the senses sometimes deceive us about objects that are very small or distant, that doesn’t apply to my belief that I am here, sitting by the fire, wearing a winter dressing-gown, holding this piece of paper in my hands, and so on. It seems to be quite impossible to doubt beliefs like these, which come from the senses.
- Descartes, First Meditation
What Descartes wrote so many years ago seems so very appropriate today. Yesterday fell the first snow of this winter. It could be said, that until now we had a really long autumn that lasted almost until the end of January. I walked in snow up to my knees, today I do not even want to go outside. Inside is warm and comfy, while outside something between snow and ice is falling from the sky. Not very inviting sight.