The Dot and the Line: A Romance in Lower Mathematics1965

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And with that, she turned to the line ane held his hand. "Do the one with the funny curves again," she cooed, softly. So he did, and soon they did, and lived if not happily ever after, at least reasonably so.

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The dot wondered why she didn't notice how hairy and coarse he was, how unrefined and graceless, and how he mispronounced his L's and picked his ear. And suddenly she realized that what she thought was freedom and joy was nothing but anarchy and sloth. "You are as meaningless as a melon," she said cooly. "Undefined, unkempt and unaccountable, insignificant, indeterminate, and inadvertent, out of shape, out of order, out of place, and out of luck."