Nothing worse than math done wrong.

Glurgle. I've spent the last 2 hours, give or take, doing like 3 problems from my take home final for numerical analysis, said problems being right from the book. However, each problem has multiple iterations, and depends both on previous answers and an incrementing t variable. And I have realized after each problem so far, that I have done them wrong. Mostly due to having the t variable start by being off by .25, which actually does make a bit of difference. *faceplant*

It's lucky that it hasn't required too much rewriting and recalculating, but it did somewhat, and simply having to keep redoing things is rather depressing me. Mostly it's the mindset it's pushing me into. Also, I'm hungry. This actually has nothing to do with anything, but I just realized this fact. But until mom returns from grocery shopping, there is really nothing in the house. Ah well.

I love this quote.

In short, oddities only strike ordinary people. Oddities do not strike odd people. This is why ordinary people have a much more exciting time; while odd people are always complaining of the dulness of life.

This one's not bad either:
This is also why the new novels die so quickly, and why the old fairy tales endure for ever. The old fairy tale makes the hero a normal human boy; it is his adventures that are startling; they startle him because he is normal. But in the modern psychological novel the hero is abnormal; the centre is not central. Hence the fiercest adventures fail to affect him adequately, and the book is monotonous. You can make a story out of a hero among dragons; but not out of a dragon among dragons. The fairy tale discusses what a sane man will do in a mad world. The sober realistic novel of to-day discusses what an essential lunatic will do in a dull world.

Another good one.

To accept everything is an exercise, to understand everything a strain. The poet only desires exaltation and expansion, a world to stretch himself in. The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits.