I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something.

Death is the only water to wash away this dirt.

So let us then try to climb the mountain$$$ not by stepping on what is below us$$$ but to pull us up at what is above us$$$ for my part at the stars; amen.

Pure mathematics is in its way the poetry of logical ideas.

We are so vain that we even care for the opinion of those we don't care for.

In youth we learn; in age we understand.

The friends we have lost do not repose under the ground...they are buried deep in our hearts. It has been thus ordained that they may always accompany us...

Destruction is also creation.

I ought to be thy Adam$$$ but I am rather the fallen angel.

When nothing is sure$$$ everything is possible.