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 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
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