A Mathematician's Love Letter


Address:

De-Morgan's Law,

Binomial Avenue,

United States of Matrices.



My Dear Love,

Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in

trigonometric lane. There I saw you with your cute circular face,

conical nose and spherical eyes,standing in your triangular garden.

Before seeing you my heart was a null set,

but when a vector of magnitude (likeness) from your eyes at a

deviation of theta radians made a tangent to my heart, it

differentiated.



My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots,

which only you can solve by making good binary relation with me.

The cosine of my love for you extends to infinity.



I promise that I should not resolve you into partial functions but if

I do so, You can integrate me by applying the limits from zero to

infinity.



You are as essential to me as an element to a set.

The geometry of my life revolves around your acute personality .



My love, if you do not meet me at parabola restaurant on

date 10 at sunset, when the sun is making an angle of 160 degrees, my

heart would be like a solved polynomial of degree 10.



With love from your higher order derivatives of maxima and minima, of an

unknown function.

Yours ever

loving,

Pythagoras