"Τime makes fools of us all.
Our only comfort is that
greater shall come after us"

E.T. Bell, "Men of Mathematics"

To you, who might be alive or not even born yet
and from whose mouth dissent will spring,
I dedicate this.
And whether you are black or white, rich or poor
I don't really care,
as long as the convictions and the menace
of the herd will never you deter.
Just plow right ahead showing no fear or neglect;
'cause the infallible mind's time has surely not come yet.
It's in the Principles where the Fault is always buried deep
and where you'll find me waiting for you to come and meet.
But hurry not to reach Ithaca too fast
or life's Feast for you will certainly not last.
Just slowly sip the sweet adventure, drop by drop,
the bitter Knowledge too; and when at last we meet,
don't you complain of a youth squandered down the pit .
For the deep, untamed and raging waters
have already given you, my friend, all that really matters...

Dionysios G. Raftopoulos
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