Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty - a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture

Mathematics takes us into the region of absolute necessity, to which not only the actual word, but every possible word, must conform

I like mathematics because it is not human and has nothing particular to do with this planet or with the whole accidental universe - because, like Spinoza's God, it won't love us in return

Mathematics possesses not only truth, but also supreme beauty

Mathematics may be defined as the subject in which we never know what we are talking about, nor whether what we are saying is true

Mathematics, rightly viewed, posses not only truth, but supreme beauty; a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture

Mathematics is the only science where one never knows what one is talking about nor whether what is said is true

Sin is geographical.

Politics is largely governed by sententious platitudes which are devoid of truth

I have sought love because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven the saints and poets have imagined