There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
there is rapture in the lonely shore,
there is society where none intrudes,
by the deep sea, and music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but nature more.
Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.
Nature uses as little as possible of anything.
Pure mathematics consists entirely of assertions to the effect that, if such and such a proposition is true of anything,…