Worry Is A Form Of

I Often Long To . . . Give Up My Life To Love Of My Neighbour. This Is Really A Temptation.

I Am As Firmly Convinced That Religions Do Harm As I Am That They Are Untrue.

Mathematics, Rightly Viewed, Possesses Not Only Truth, But Supreme Beauty A Beauty Cold And Austere, Like That Of Sculpture, Without Appeal To Any Part Of Our Weaker Nature, Without The Georgeous Trappings Of Painting Or Music, Yet Sublimely Pure, And Capable Of A Stern Perfection Such As Only The Greatest Art Can Show. The True Spirit Of Delight, The Exaltation, The Sense Of Being More Than Man, Which Is The Touchstone Of The Highest Excellence, Is To Be Found In Mathematics As Surely As In Poetry.

The Pure Mathematician, Like The Musician, Is A Free Creator Of His World Of Ordered Beauty.

Perhaps The Best Hope For The Future Of Mankind Is That Ways Will Be Found Of Increasing The Scope And Intensity Of Sympathy.