Freedom of the will is often sought out in reason, that is, at the very point where one is most securely chained, like a silkworm seeking its freedom of will in spinning.
The Freedom of the will is the wrongheaded attempt to bear the entire and ultimate responsibility for one's actions oneself, and to absolve God, the world, ancestors, chance, and society therefrom. Such a ridiculous desire is akin to pulling oneself up into existence by the hair, out of the swamps of nothingness.
Freedom of the will is essentially the feeling of supremacy over him who must obey. I am free. He must obey. This consciousness is inherent in every exercise of will.
Freedom of the will is when one's ruling thought is to make another year, not to have escaped from the yoke.