How a mathematician may feel when fall in love:
O my multiple sweet heart!
Yesterday I was passing by your rectangular house in trigonometric lane. You were there with your cute circular face, conical nose, and spherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden. How geometrical it was felt. My oblique heart was at its projectile with joy to see you standing at the door like a beauty set in a rectangular frame. Before seeing you my heart was a null, but when a vector of magnitude (reflection of lo







