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"Miron knew when he would die. He told me this: that he knows. That he is completely empty. There is a belief in Egypt that if you walk around the Sphinx and say a wish, it will come true. He had no wish then. He thought for a long time what to say, and finally came up with: just to make sure he doesn't run out of codeine for the rest of his life. And indeed there was plenty."
"If some among them are innocent, it is expedient that they should be assayed like gold in the furnace, and purged by proper judicial examination."
"To his enemy, Bernard Saisset, he was neither man nor beast, but a statue, "the handsomest man in the world, but unable to do anything but stare fixedly at people without saying a word.""
"Under his reign France was great and the French wretched."
"Sous son règne, la France était grande et les Français malheureux."
"Mau had been shocked at this. Every boy wanted to be a warrior, didn’t he? “You didn’t want to be a warrior?” “Never. It takes a woman nine months to make a new human. Why waste her effort?”"
"Normally people tended to be very quiet in the parish church. Perhaps they were afraid of waking God up in case He asked pointed questions or gave them a test."
"Many of the people, deserted by their leaders and fearing future want, sold their bows, took up their pilgrims’ staves, and returned to their homes as cowards."
"Who ever heard of such a mixture of languages in one army, since there were French, Flemings, Frisians, Gauls, Allobroges, Lotharingians, Allemani, Bavarians, Normans, English, Scots, Aquitanians, Italians, Dacians, Apulians, Iberians, Bretons, Greeks, and Armenians? If any Breton or Teuton wished to question me, I could neither understand nor answer."
"The material is scanty; the historian must read between the lines; he must above all avoid rash generalizations. It is evident that Arnold was right, human nature has not varied much throughout the ages. While it is not possible to form a picture of an average Crusader, as elusive a character as the 'economic man,' it is possible to form some concept of Fulcher's character and limitations, and through him of the acts and points of view of other Crusaders in the time of the First Crusade and in the years when the Kingdom of Jerusalem was still a strong and prosperous colony."
"Some people would tell you anything if they thought you’d be scared."
"She took to the 48-hours tree hugging marathon to raise awareness about the profound impact of tree hugging on mental and emotional wellbeing."
""I want to inspire people to fall in love with nature and treat it with care. Conservation begins with love. Nowadays, there are many tree-planting initiatives, but people often replace indigenous forests with saplings, believing that is mitigation, yet it is not. We must first protect what we already have."
"We must come back to nature.Conservation begins with love. We must nurture a million people who care before we plant a million trees."
"The spectacular results in the fluctuation theory of sums of independent random variables, obtained in the last 15 years by , , , , , , and others, have gradually led to the realization that the nature of the problem, as well as that of the methods of solution, is algebraic and combinatorial. After Baxter showed that the crux of the problem lay in simplifying a certain operator identity, several algebraic proofs (, , Wendel) followed. It is the present purpose to carry this algebraization to the limit: the result we present amounts to a solution of the for s. The solution is not presented as an algorithm, but by showing that every identity in a Baxter algebra is effectively equivalent to an identity of symmetric functions independent of the number of variables. Remarkably, the identities used so far in the combinatorics of fluctuation theory "translate" by the present method into classical identities of easy verification. The present method is nevertheless also useful for guessing and proving new combinatorial identities: by way of example, it will be shown in the second part of this note how it leads to a generalization of the Bohnenblust-Spitzer formula for the action of arbitrary ."
"It has been observed that whereas s and s are likely to be embarrassed by references to the beauty in their work, mathematicians instead like to engage in discussions of the beauty of mathematics. Professional artists are more likely to stress the technical rather than the aesthetic aspects of their work. Mathematicians, instead, are fond of passing judgment on the beauty of their favored pieces of mathematics. Even a cursory observation shows that the characteristics of mathematical beauty are at variance with those of artistic beauty. For example, courses in “art appreciation” are fairly common; it is however unthinkable to find any “mathematical beauty appreciation” courses taught anywhere. The purpose of the present paper is to try to uncover the sense of the term “beauty” as it is currently used by mathematicians."
"It cannot be a complete coincidence that several outstanding logicians of the twentieth century found shelter in s at some time in their lives: Cantor, , Gödel, Peano, and are some. was one of the saner among them, though in some ways his behavior must be classified as strange, even by mathematicians' standards. He looked like a cross between a and a large owl. He spoke softly in complete paragraphs which seemed to have been read out of a book, evenly and slowly enunciated, as by a . When interrupted, he would pause for an uncomfortably long period to recover the thread of the argument. He never made casual remarks: they did not belong in the baggage of ."
"The more experimental scientists and s are, the more common sense they have, and so on until you get to the mathematicians, who are totally devoid of common sense."
"He who has trembled before the pedagogue's rod will not face the spear willingly."
"I thought it was brilliant. But you are like a child. So excited, clutching your new pet so tightly that you're strangling it. That is why I worry about you. Can you contain your fire, Prometheus? Or are you going to burn your hands before delivering it?"
"I...was very different from the raw Irish lads who composed the greater part of the subalterns. One of them, of the name of George Eld Derby, a youth of about my own age, thus very gravely addressed the mess one evening after dinner: "By Jasus, gentlemen, I am conscious you must have the meanest opinion of my courage. Here have I been no less than six weeks with the regiment, and the divil of a duel have I fought yet. Now, Captain Craigie, you are the senior Captain of the regiment, and if you plase I will begin with you first; so name your time and place." Now, very many of these subaltern officers were of the stamp of my friend Mr. Derby. So a man could not be too guarded in his conduct with such heroes."
"Wherever Mohammedanism has taken root, it has led at first to rapid and enthusiastic outbursts of vigour, but it seems gradually to sap the energy of the nations which adopt it, and leads, after a few generations of greatness, to a stagnation and decay, which the Moslem in his self-satisfied bigotry is too blind to perceive. The creed only thrives while militant. When it has won its victory, it sinks into dull apathy. Islam is a good religion to die by, as its fanatics have shown on a thousand battlefields, but not a good religion to live by."
"The main task which his master had set before him, the capture of Lisbon, he was never able to contemplate, much less to take in hand. Like so many other French generals in the Peninsula, he was soon to find that victory is not the same thing as conquest."
"My Maker told you his tale? Then I will tell you mine."
"I longed to be part of this family. To be their benefactor. What could I possibly do for them? I became their invisible guardian. The Spirit of the Forest. And on occasion they too extended a small kindness toward me. Clothes. Bread. And for a moment, a brief, brief moment, the world and I were at peace."
"An idea, a feeling became clear to me. The hunter did not hate the wolf. The wolf did not hate the sheep. But violence felt inevitable between them. Perhaps, I thought, this was the way of the world. It would hunt you and kill you, just for being what you are."
"I understood that I was nothing. A wretch. A blot. Not even of the same nature as Man. This hurt clung to my mind. It never let go."
"There was silence again. Then, merciless life. How long did I die for? I do not know. But I saw my injuries healed. The cold winter air stung in my lungs. I felt lonelier than ever, because for every man there was but one remedy to all pain: Death, a gift you too had denied me."
"I cannot die. And I cannot live... alone."
"Whatever puzzle I am, Creator, I think. I feel. I have this sole petition: make one like me."
"The miracle was not that I should speak, but that you would ever listen! If you are not to award me love, then I will indulge in rage. And mine is infinite!"
"You gave me life unwanted. I give it back to you. You thought me a monster. Now I return the favor."
"Victor. You only listen when I hurt you! [picks up a stick of dynamite] This. You put your faith in this. You think this will unmake me. Light it then, and hope it does. But if it does not, I will come for you again. Light it! [Victor lights the dynamite.] Now...run."
"In seeking life, I created death."
"Some of what I will tell you is fact. Some is not. But it is all true."
"Life. This is life, gentlemen. We are born. And no sooner do we rise, we fall. Death. In the space between that rise and fall, our humble little purview. Birth is not in our hands, is it. Conception, that spark, the animation of thought and soul, that is in God's hands. God. But death, ah, now there lies the challenge. That should be our concern. It should be. Who are we to do so? We are not gods, are we? But if we are to behave as immodestly as gods, we must, at the very least, deliver miracles, wouldn't you say? Ignite a divine spark in these young students' minds. Teach them defiance rather than obedience! Show that Man may pursue Nature to her hiding places and stop death! Not slow it down, but stop it entirely!"
"I never considered what would come after creation. And having reached the edge of the earth, there was no horizon left. The achievement felt unnatural. Void of meaning. And this troubled me so."
"I have found sanity at such a cost. And now, here you are, calling me back."
"Honor, country, valor...these surely are worthwhile, elevated ideas by themselves, wouldn't you agree? And yet men are dying for them, in a decidedly un-elevated way. Face-down in the mud, choking on blood, screaming in pain. Men that were fathers, or brothers, or sons to someone out there. Men that were fed, and cleaned, and nursed, and schooled into this world by their mothers, only to fall on a battlefield far from those that provoke these tragedies. Those men remain at home, untouched by blood or bayonet. Their skin unpierced, their blankets warm and clean. That is what happens when ideas are pursued by fools."
"A beautiful creature, is she not? Remote. Entirely bewitching. But so odd. Three hearts, multiple eyes, white blood. And a fascinating lack of choice. Choice is the seed of the soul. The one gift God granted us. I have chosen. Good night, Victor."
"My place was never in this world. I sought and longed for something I could not quite name. But in you, I found it. To be lost and to be found, that is the lifespan of love. And in its brevity, its tragedy... this has been made eternal. Better this way... to fade... with your eyes gazing upon me."
"The tower was built as an irrigation plant to water the fields. Public works, so construction was abandoned at the start of the war. Not this war, the one before. Or the one before that? I cannot quite remember."
"I will be the eagle that feasts on your liver!"
"Oscar Isaac — Baron Victor Frankenstein"
"Jacob Elordi — the Creature"
"Mia Goth — Lady Elizabeth Harlander / Baroness Claire Frankenstein"
"Felix Kammerer — William Frankenstein"
"David Bradley — the Blind Man"
"Lars Mikkelsen — Captain Anderson"
"Charles Dance — Baron Leopold Frankenstein"
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.