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Math 098 - Spring 2019

Published By: Bingham's Lens

A collection of visual and written ideas produced by the mathematical students of Western New Mexico University while working with adjunct faculty member, Tyler Bingham (Spring Semester 2019).

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Bria Augustine

"Without mathematics, there’s nothing you can do. Everything around you is mathematics. Everything around you is numbers."
-Shakuntala Devi

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Danielle Barba

"I think math is a hugely creative field, because there are some very well-defined operations that you have to work within. You are, in a sense, straightjacketed by the rules of the mathematics. But within that constrained environment, it's up to you what you do with the symbols."
-Brian Greene

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Samuel Davenport

"Mathematics is the art of giving the same name to different thing."
-Henri Poincare

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Maria Gomez Espinel

"It is not knowledge, but the act of learning, not possession but the act of getting there, which grants the greatest enjoyment"
-Gauss

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Dolorita Gomez

"Dear Math, Please grow up and solve your own problems, I'm tired of solving them for you."
-Anonymous

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Clorissa Holguin

“The mathematician does not study pure mathematics because it is useful; he studies it because he delights in it and he delights in it because it is beautiful.”
-Georg Cantor

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Dante James-Fainga

“I am interested in mathematics only as a creative art.”
-G. H. Hardy

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Joshua Mares

"Coming Soon."

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Ashley Reed

"Without mathematics, there's nothing you can do. Everything around you is mathematics. Everything around you is numbers."
-Shakuntala Devi

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Alejandro Rodriguez

“"God used beautiful mathematics in creating the world”
-Alejandro Rodriguez

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Jesus Segura

"Mathematical is the most beautiful and most powerful creation of human spirit."
-Stefan Banach

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Flatland - A Romance of Many Dimensions

I AM about to appear very inconsistent. In previous sections I have said that all figures in Flatland present the appearance of a straight line; and it was added or implied, that it is consequently impossible to distinguish by the visual organ between individuals of different classes: yet now I am about to explain to my Spaceland critics how we are able to recognize one another by the sense of sight.

If however the Reader will take the trouble to refer to the passage in which Recognition by Feeling is stated to be universal, he will find this qualification - "among the lower classes." It is only among the higher classes and in our temperate climates that Sight Recognition is practised.

That this power exists in any regions and for any classes is the result of Fog; which prevails during the greater part of the year in all parts save the torrid zones. That which is with you in Spaceland an unmixed evil, blotting out the landscape, depressing the spirits, and enfeebling the health, is by us recognized as a blessing scarcely inferior to air itself, and as the Nurse of arts and Parent of sciences. But let me explain my meaning, without further eulogies on this beneficent Element.

If Fog were non-existent, all lines would appear equally and indistinguishably clear; and this is actually the case in those unhappy countries in which the atmosphere is perfectly dry and. transparent. But wherever there is a rich supply of Fog objects that are at a distance, say of three feet, are appreciably dimmer than those at a distance of two feet eleven inches; and the result is that by careful and constant experimental observation of comparative dimness and clearness, we are enabled to infer with great exactness the configuration of the object observed.

An instance will do more than a volume of generalities to make my meaning clear.

Suppose I see two individuals approaching whose rank I wish to ascertain. They are, we will suppose, a Merchant and a Physician, or in other words, an Equilateral Triangle and a Pentagon: how am I to distinguish them?

By: Edwin A. Abbott - Exercept from, "Flatland - A Romance of Many Dimensions"