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Die Mathematiker Sind Eine Art Franzosen. Spricht Man Zu Ihnen, So übersetzen Sie Alles In Ihre Eigene Sprache, Und So Wird Es Alsobald Etwas Ganz Anderes. Mathematicians Are A Kind Of Frenchmen. Whenever You Say Anything Or Talk To Them, They Translate It Into Their Own Language, And Right Away It Is Something Completely Different.

A Man's Shortcomings Are Taken From His Epoch; His Virtues And Greatness Belong To Himself.

Collectors Are Happy People.

Life Teaches Us To Be Less Harsh With Ourselves And With Others.

The Beginning Of Faith Is The Beginning Of Fruitfulness; But The Beginning Of Unbelief, However Glittering, Is Empty.