Ask Her To Wait A Moment -

When I Have Clarified And Exhausted A Subject, Then I Turn Away From It, In Order To Go Into Darkness Again.

Ask Her To Wait A Moment - I Am Almost Done.

You Have No Idea, How Much Poetry There Is In The Calculation Of A Table Of Logarithms!

Finally, Two Days Ago, I Succeeded - Not On Account Of My Hard Efforts, But By The Grace Of The Lord. Like A Sudden Flash Of Lightning, The Riddle Was Solved. I Am Unable To Say What Was The Conducting Thread That Connected What I Previously Knew With What Made My Success Possible.

I Am Giving This Winter Two Courses Of Lectures To Three Students, Of Which One Is Only Moderately Prepared, The Other Less Than Moderately, And The Third Lacks Both Preparation And Ability. Such Are The Onera Of A Mathematical Profession.