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

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

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

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.

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.

Metaphors, similes, puns - all manner of metonymy - I'm interested in language that cannot be parsed by a machine - language that can only be understood through acculturation.