One began to hear it said that World War I was the chemists' war, World War II was the physicists' war, World War III (may it never come) will be the mathematicians' war.

One of the endlessly alluring aspects of mathematics is that its thorniest paradoxes have a way of blooming into beautiful theories.

Most writers on the subject seem to agree that the typical working mathematician is a Platonist on weekdays and a formalist on Sundays.

The numbers are a catalyst that can help turn raving madmen into polite humans.

The inner circle of pure mathematicians will respond to the book with delight.

When I was 40, I used to wonder what people thought of me. Now I wonder what I think of them.

I love any movie that has a retarded person working at Starbucks.

Let your heart go out and abide in things. Let things return and abide in your heart.

Music seems to be the bridge over the gulf between form and the formless.

If you're over 60, arms are not pretty, so I think you should stay covered up. But wear what's appropriate for what you're doing, how you live, and what your lifestyle is.

God doesn't make orange juice, God makes oranges.

The inability to predict outliers implies the inability to predict the course of history

I think people who just know me from my band think I don't like pop music. The truth is I love pop music.

...this pause of rest, This morning hush before the sun.

To Islamize doesn't make sense to me. But to center, but to have intellectual empathy and modesty - all these dimensions are important on how we look at truth.