ERIC TEMPLE BELL

Fashion as King is sometimes a very stupid ruler.

Time makes fools of us all. Our only comfort is that greater shall come after us.

It is the perennial youthfulness of mathematics itself which marks it off with a disconcerting immortality from the other sciences.

'Obvious' is the most dangerous word in mathematics.

Euclid taught me that without assumptions there is no proof. Therefore, in any argument, examine the assumptions.

Out of fifty mathematical papers presented in brief at such a meeting, it is a rare mathematician indeed who really understands what more than half a dozen are about.

Guided only by their feeling for symmetry, simplicity, and generality, and an indefinable sense of the fitness of things, creative mathematicians now, as in the past, are inspired by the art of mathematics rather than by any prospect of ultimate usefulness.

Science makes no pretension to eternal truth or absolute truth.

The pursuit of pretty formulas and neat theorems can no doubt quickly degenerate into a silly vice, but so can the quest for austere generalities which are so very general indeed that they are incapable of application to any particular.

I have always hated machinery, and the only machine I ever understood was a wheelbarrow, and that but imperfectly.

The longer mathematics lives the more abstract - and therefore, possibly also the more practical - it becomes.

If indeed, as Hilbert asserted, mathematics is a meaningless game played with meaningless marks on paper, the only mathematical experience to which we can refer is the making of marks on paper.

The mistakes and unresolved difficulties of the past in mathematics have always been the opportunities of its future.

If a lunatic scribbles a jumble of mathematical symbols it does not follow that the writing means anything merely because to the inexpert eye it is indistinguishable from higher mathematics.

Galois read the geometry from cover to cover as easily as other boys read a pirate yarn.

The very basis of creative work is irreverence! The very basis of creative work is bold experimentation. There has never been a creator of lasting importance who has not also been an innovator.

Poincaré [was] the last man to take practically all mathematics, pure and applied, as his province. ... Few mathematicians have had the breadth of philosophic vision that Poincaré had, and none in his superior in the gift of clear exposition.

Even stranger things have happened; and perhaps the strangest of all is the marvel that mathematics should be possible to a race akin to the apes.

Any impatient student of mathematics or science or engineering who is irked by having algebraic symbolism thrust upon him should try to get along without it for a week.

Abstractness, sometimes hurled as a reproach at mathematics, is its chief glory and its surest title to practical usefulness. It is also the source of such beauty as may spring from mathematics.

Poincaré was a vigorous opponent of the theory that all mathematics can be rewritten in terms of the most elementary notions of classical logic; something more than logic, he believed, makes mathematics what it is.

In his wretched life of less than twenty-seven years Abel accomplished so much of the highest order that one of the leading mathematicians of the Nineteenth Century could say without exaggeration, "Abel has left mathematicians enough to keep them busy for five hundred years." Asked how he had done all this in the six or seven years of his working life, Abel replied, "By studying the masters, not the pupils."

The only royal road to elementary geometry is ingenuity.

If "Number rules the universe" as Pythagoras asserted, Number is merely our delegate to the throne, for we rule Number.