Wednesday, April 15, 2009

torture of the purest kind

Sir Arthur Eddington once said,

"Proof is the idol before whom the pure mathematician tortures himself."

Or in my case, herself.

It is now after 2 in the morning. Although my homework is not entirely complete I have chosen to end my torture and go to bed.

My brain is fried.

If I attempt to go on all I will be capable of is bursting into tears.

. . . .

On a lighter note, one of my students pulled this comic up on his iPhone to show me earlier today. It makes me laugh even now.

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