archimedes

One day at Fenner's (the university cricket ground at Cambridge), just before the last war, G. H. Hardy and I were talking about Einstein. Hardy had met him several times, and I had recently returned from visiting him. Hardy was saying that in his lifetime there had only been two men in the world, in all the fields of human achievement, science, literature, politics, anything you like, who qualified for the Bradman class. For those not familiar with cricket, or with Hardy's personal idiom, I ought to mention that __he Bradman class_ denoted the highest kind of excellence: it would include Shakespeare, Tolstoy, Newton, Archimedes, and maybe a dozen others. Well, said Hardy, there had only been two additions in his lifetime. One was Lenin and the other Einstein.

Until that moment she had not really noticed him. Now she felt as though she'd stubbed her toe on a rock, and looked down to find that it was part of a buried city.

The simplest schoolboy is now familiar with truths for which Archimedes would have sacrificed his life.

...I'm not in control and without a firm spot, like Archimedes I can't move the world - let alone your heart..

Archimedes will be remembered when Aeschylus is forgotten, because languages die and mathematical ideas do not. __mmortality_ may be a silly word, but probably a mathematician has the best chance of whatever it may mean.