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God does not care about our mathematical difficulties. He integrates
empirically. --Albert EinsteinAnd this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in real knowledge and all discernment.
Philippians 1:9

If the colleges were better, if they really had it, you would need to get the police at the gates to keep order in the
inrushing multitude. See in college how we thwart the natural love of learning by leaving the natural method of teaching
what each wishes to learn, and insisting that you shall learn what you have no taste or capacity for. The college, which
should be a place of delightful labor, is made odious and unhealthy, and the young men are tempted to frivolous amusements
to rally their jaded spirits. I would have the studies elective. Scholarship is to be created not by compulsion, but by
awakening a pure interest in knowledge. The wise instructor accomplishes this by opening to his pupils precisely the
attractions the study has for himself. The marking is a system for schools, not for the college; for boys, not for men; and
it is an ungracious work to put on a professor. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

CXLVI



Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, 

My sinful earth these rebel powers array,

Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,

Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?

Why so large cost, having so short a lease,

Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?

Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,

Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body\'s end?

Then soul, live thou upon thy servant\'s loss,

And let that pine to aggravate thy store;

Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;

Within be fed, without be rich no more:

  So shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,

  And Death once dead, there\'s no more dying then.

 	--William Shakespeare