Polynomial Equation Quotes

So they rolled up their sleeves and sat down to experiment -- by simulation, that is mathematically and all on paper. And the mathematical models of King Krool and the beast did such fierce battle across the equation-covered table, that the constructors' pencils kept snapping. Furious, the beast writhed and wriggled its iterated integrals beneath the King's polynomial blows, collapsed into an infinite series of indeterminate terms, then got back up by raising itself to the nth power, but the King so belabored it with differentials and partial derivatives that its Fourier coefficients all canceled out (see Riemann's Lemma), and in the ensuing confusion the constructors completely lost sight of both King and beast. So they took a break, stretched their legs, had a swig from the Leyden jug to bolster their strength, then went back to work and tried it again from the beginning, this time unleashing their entire arsenal of tensor matrices and grand canonical ensembles, attacking the problem with such fervor that the very paper began to smoke. The King rushed forward with all his cruel coordinates and mean values, stumbled into a dark forest of roots and logarithms, had to backtrack, then encountered the beast on a field of irrational numbers (F_1) and smote it so grievously that it fell two decimal places and lost an epsilon, but the beast slid around an asymptote and hid in an n-dimensional orthogonal phase space, underwent expansion and came out fuming factorially, and fell upon the King and hurt him passing sore. But the King, nothing daunted, put on his Markov chain mail and all his impervious parameters, took his increment Δk to infinity and dealt the beast a truly Boolean blow, sent it reeling through an x-axis and several brackets—but the beast, prepared for this, lowered its horns and—wham!!—the pencils flew like mad through transcendental functions and double eigentransformations, and when at last the beast closed in and the King was down and out for the count, the constructors jumped up, danced a jig, laughed and sang as they tore all their papers to shreds, much to the amazement of the spies perched in the chandelier—perched in vain, for they were uninitiated into the niceties of higher mathematics and consequently had no idea why Trurl and Klapaucius were now shouting, over and over, "Hurrah! Victory!!

For me, equation are nothing more than balancing numbers. The one who has systematic quicker way to expand power of number or polynomial , can solve almost all kind of equation in one line.

By now the reader is certainly convinced that group theory shows up in diverse situations. But it would be a great disservice to the history of mathematics if I did not mention one more application, the very reason that group theory was invented! In the nineteenth century, two young mathematical prodigies, Neils Abel and Evariste Galois, solved a mathematical problem that had stood unsolved for centuries. It has come to be called 'the unsolvability of the quintic.' It is one of the great discoveries in mathematics, and when you come to Chapter 10 of this book, you will be ready to read about it in some detail. It rests on the fact that the solutions to polynomial equations have a certain relationship to one another. They form a group.

There's something about Algebra, I just can't figure it out Polynomials, derivatives, quadratic equations, I see no absolute value in them A bunch of irrational numbers With square roots and exponential functions I'm still trying to see through the horizontal and vertical blurred lines This all reminds me Y I left my X-