My quest has taken me through the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional and back...


Good morning, eager young minds.


Mathematicians won the war. Mathematicians broke the Japanese codes... and built the A-bomb. Mathematicians... like you. The stated goal of the Soviets is global Communism. In medicine or economics, in technology or space, battle lines are being drawn. To triumph, we need results. Publishable, applicable results. Now who among you will be the next Morse? The next Einstein? Who among you will be the vanguard of democracy, freedom, and discovery? Today, we bequeath America's future into your able hands. Welcome to Princeton, gentlemen.


Nash: I will not buy you gentlemen beer.
Bender: Oh, we're not here for beer, my friend.

Bender: What did the doctor say?
Sol: Is he sick?
Alicia: I don't know. I want to see what John's been working on.
Sol: Alicia, you know you can't go in his office.
Bender: You know it's classified, Alicia.

What you don't know... is if I want to marry you.


Mathematics... mathematics is never going to lead you to higher truth and you know why? Because it's boring!


This class will be a waste of your - and what is infinitely worse - my time.


MIT Student: Can we open up the window, Professor? It's hot in here.
John Nash: Your comfort comes second to my ability to hear my own voice.

General: You ever... just know something, Dr. Nash?
Nash: Constantly.

John Nash: And then, on the way home, Charles was there again. Sometimes I miss talking to him. Maybe Rosen is right. Maybe I have to think about going back to the hospital.
Alicia Nash: Maybe try again tomorrow.

John Nash: Hello, Martin.
Martin Hansen: Jesus Christ.
John Nash: No. I don't have that one. My savior complex takes a different form.

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A Beautiful Mind Quotes

Hansen: You scared?
Nash: Terrified. Mortified. Petrified. Stupefied... by you.

God must be a painter. Why else would we have so many colors?