Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory.

Math is like water. It has a lot of difficult theories, of course, but its basic logic is very simple. Just as water flows from high to low over the shortest possible distance, figures can only flow in one direction. You just have to keep your eye on them for the route to reveal itself. That’s all it takes. You don’t have to do a thing. Just concentrate your attention and keep your eyes open, and the figures make everything clear to you. In this whole, wide world, the only thing that treats me so kindly is math.

He appeared before me and departed. We were not able to speak to or touch each other. But in that short interval, he transformed many things inside me. He literally stirred my mind and body the way a spoon stirs a cup of cocoa, down to the depths of my internal organs and my womb.

As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn't going to be veryuseful in the real world, that's for sure.

Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in flight, searching the skies for dreams.