In a good proof, wrote Hardy, "there is a very high degree of unexpectedness, combined with inevitability and economy. The argument takes so odd and surprising a form; the weapons used seem so childishly simple when compared with the far-reaching consequences; but there is no escape from the conclusions."
--The Man Who Loved Only Numbers
Not to be one of those wankers who's all, "Math and poetry, AM I RIGHT, and by the way, let me read you my poem about having sex in the garden of transfinite numbers," but, well, yeah.
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"having sex in the garden of transfinite numbers" . . . you say that as if you think it improbable.
Convince me! I dare you to write that poem.
Oh. That Hardy.
Disappointing, I know.
Either Thomas or Oliver would have been so much better.
Oh my God, Richard, listen to Wikipedia regarding your latter Hardy: "In 1926, a hot leg of lamb changed the future of both Laurel and Hardy. Hardy was scheduled to appear in Get 'Em Young but was unexpectedly hospitalized after being burned by a hot leg of lamb." Did you know this? Why didn't anyone tell me?
"Why didn't anyone tell me?"
The silence of the legs of lambs.
Groan. Groan!
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