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

Good morning, eager young minds.

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

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.

Nash: She's so small.
Charles: Well, she's young, John. That's how they come.

There's no point in being nuts if you can't have a little fun.

Nash: You once said that God must be a painter because he gave us so many colors.
Alicia: I didn't think you were listening...
Nash: I was listening.

Nash: Well, Martin Hansen. It is Martin, isn't it?
Hansen: Why yes, John, it is.
Nash: I assume you've gotten quite used to miscalculation. I read your pre-prints. Both of 'em. One on Nazi scientists and the other one on, uh... non-linear equations, and I'm extremely confident that there's not one seminal or innovative idea in either one of them... Enjoy your punch.

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