这是一首幽默的打油诗，调侃数学的复杂性。

迷恋歌舞女色的心太浓重了，就会生出虚怯的毛病来；追求钱财利益的心太浓重了，就会生出贪得无厌的毛病来；热衷功名成就的心太浓重了，就会生出造作的毛病来；追求声誉名望的心太浓重了，就会生出言行偏激的毛病来。

It has always seemed strange to me... the things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.

Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.

Read, read, read. Read everything.

世界的历史是少数人的历史。