|Proverbs, aphorisms, quotations (English)||by Linux fortune|
|Come, every frustum longs to be a cone,|
And every vector dreams of matrices.
Hark to the gentle gradient of the breeze:
It whispers of a more ergodic zone.
-- Stanislaw Lem, "Cyberiad"
|Any stone in your boot always migrates against the pressure gradient to|
exactly the point of most pressure.
-- Milt Barber