<<Rosine:
I used to love maths a lot.
In fact I loved all
subjects and I had no idea wathsoever about fate
and as nobody in my own family was in fact gifted
for maths, they were questioning the source of such
a liking; Actually, as far as I'm concerned
the maths meant a shelter where nobody would bother
me; I shut up myself, I felt quiet. I was said: she
is within her maths, leave her
alone.
Finally I actually
confine myself in them.
Nimier: For you what
mean maths?
R: For me, maths
are beautiful, somewhat esthetical,
satisfactory...
something personal too,
which means that nobody would interfere,
meddle between maths and myself.
I believe it is of the
outmost importance, it is so my own estate, it's
gorgeous, I feel at home.
To start with, I wished to
involve myself in research activity; I spent hours,
days, holidays on maths and it was certainly quite
a fulfillment.
I felt that it will go
on forever, endlessly.
It is frightening for me
when I consider the real life: I thought I was
achieving something, I believed to fall in love of
somebody...
I was so much eager of
this, that I did'nt realize what was going on all
around and therefore quite unexpectly, occured some
collapse.
Many times it happened and
as a matter of example in the field of friendship:
but with maths I am sure it will not happen, for I
stick on my own and here there are only maths and
I, I do believe it...I feel that in maths,
nobody would disturb me;
would'not?...No, I don't know. There is perhaps
something I don't understand. It's may be just a
fantasy by which I think that nobody can harm
me...when it is my own will which leads me to solve
a problem in maths...it is in fact a matter of
willingness.>>
