Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
“Misers aren’t fun to live with, but they make wonderful ancestors.”
Try and fail, but don't fail to try.
There’s a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure the truth.
Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
There are more things to alarm us than to harm us, and we suffer more often in apprehension than reality.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
“Misers aren’t fun to live with, but they make wonderful ancestors.”
Try and fail, but don't fail to try.
There’s a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure the truth.
Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
There are more things to alarm us than to harm us, and we suffer more often in apprehension than reality.