The poet’s words are the echoes of the eternal.
I have already carried out my duty. I have proved the Poincaré conjecture and I have nothing more to do in mathematics.
如果流动,就流走;如果静止,就干涸;如果生长,就慢慢凋零,这个世界没有永恒。
The universe is not only stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.