Born: 12-19-1838
Edwin Abbott Abbott was a distinguished English schoolmaster and theologian, best known for his novella "Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions." Born in 1838, he excelled in academia, earning degrees from St John's College, Cambridge. Abbott's works often explored complex theological and philosophical themes. His innovative storytelling in "Flatland" has captivated readers with its satirical exploration of dimensions and societal norms, cementing his legacy in both literary and mathematical circles.
Impart but a portion of thy own knowledge to us, and none hereafter can ever doubt the nature of the conclusions I shall arrive at.
But I must not forget that I had a predecessor in my own line of thought, who had been there long before me, and that was Flatland itself.
Oh, the ignorance of my poor people! You must excuse them, my dear sir; they are naturally of an inferior and unreflecting mind; they are consequently incapable of realizing their own miserable predicament.
If the State refused me a jury, reserving the right to bring my case before the Most High Court by means of a fictitious action, so be it.
To see the inside of any object, when that object is wrapt in too dense natural opacity or crystalline substance, my eye must be cunninger than the X-ray apparatus of the Physicist.
For just as there are two-dimensional solids, so too are there solids with four dimensions, and others with five, or six, or even more dimensions.
Oration indeed! Not one word on either side ensued. Speechless, we rolled and rolled till we were shelled apart again.
A sudden widening of his eyes - a sudden tremor through his frame, and then, with a long, sighing, falling breath, he dropped the fatal knife from nerveless hand.
How can I make you understand my own unutterable wretchedness? How can I break through the eternal bars and get at the soul which is no soul?
The processes which create and recreate your brain cells must be a scientific process.
I do not believe that ignorance is bliss. Rather, I believe it is the source of all misery in our society.
I call our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are privileged to live in Space.