What do you think?
Rate this book
The Concept of a Riemann Surface
This classic on the general history of functions combines function theory and geometry, forming the basis of the modern approach to analysis, geometry, and topology. 1955 edition.
- GenresMathematicsScience
373 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 13, 2009
10 people are currently reading
126 people want to read
About the author
Hermann Weyl
107 books57 followersHermann Klaus Hugo Weyl (9 November 1885 – 8 December 1955) was a German mathematician, theoretical physicist and philosopher. Although much of his working life was spent in Zürich, Switzerland and then Princeton, he is associated with the University of Göttingen tradition of mathematics, represented by David Hilbert and Hermann Minkowski. His research has had major significance for theoretical physics as well as purely mathematical disciplines including number theory. He was one of the most influential mathematicians of the twentieth century, and an important member of the Institute for Advanced Study during its early years.
Weyl published technical and some general works on space, time, matter, philosophy, logic, symmetry and the history of mathematics. He was one of the first to conceive of combining general relativity with the laws of electromagnetism. While no mathematician of his generation aspired to the 'universalism' of Henri Poincaré or Hilbert, Weyl came as close as anyone. Michael Atiyah, in particular, has commented that whenever he examined a mathematical topic, he found that Weyl had preceded him (The Mathematical Intelligencer (1984), vol.6 no.1).
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermann_...
Weyl published technical and some general works on space, time, matter, philosophy, logic, symmetry and the history of mathematics. He was one of the first to conceive of combining general relativity with the laws of electromagnetism. While no mathematician of his generation aspired to the 'universalism' of Henri Poincaré or Hilbert, Weyl came as close as anyone. Michael Atiyah, in particular, has commented that whenever he examined a mathematical topic, he found that Weyl had preceded him (The Mathematical Intelligencer (1984), vol.6 no.1).
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermann_...
Ratings & Reviews
Friends & Following
Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book!
Community Reviews
Displaying 1 of 1 review
July 12, 2016
Bonne Idée {A good idea}
Some time at the beginning of january, if I managed to calculate it right
A late party or else some ardent season's greetings
From Ruth or Moïshe, which one took the initiative? (lit.: has had the idea) (Ruth of course is his mother, Moïshe his father and he is talking about his conception)
Who cares, I have won the race, out of thousands (he's talking about the race of the sperm cells) (There was a little error here in the original text)
All of us have been winners, even the last one of the last
Once at least (we were) the best, we that have been born
Inside our mothers' womb, how cosy to ripen (literally it says: in the hollow of our mothers)
And then I have seen some light and then I got out
And I said (to myself)
Good idea!
There was sun, perfumes, rain
Everyday a new awakening, every day an other night
Roads and motorcyclists and rugby matches
Spaghetti meals, Fréderic Dard and Johnny Winter too (FD: a famous French writer of crime novels, JW: blues guitarplayer)
I have been told it's only a sparc before the darkness
Just a passing by, a rainbow, a strange absurdity
Brothers, tender girls, treasures to search for (not 100% sure how to translate 'tendres')
Vertigos to experience, to (learn to) understand and girls to caress
I have said to myself
Good idea!
And then there was you who arrived, pushing my curtains wide open (débarquer: stepping out of a boat or train)
And streams of colours explode and beauty seems rather more beautiful
And nothing really changes but everything is different
Like these feast dishes that one may eat alone, or while sharing them
I was randomly walking, evening had fallen
With my bag and my guitar, I was a little bit tired
Everything was so deserted, where to quench my thirst?
And then I saw some light and I found you
Good idea!
- Jean-Jacques Goldman
Some time at the beginning of january, if I managed to calculate it right
A late party or else some ardent season's greetings
From Ruth or Moïshe, which one took the initiative? (lit.: has had the idea) (Ruth of course is his mother, Moïshe his father and he is talking about his conception)
Who cares, I have won the race, out of thousands (he's talking about the race of the sperm cells) (There was a little error here in the original text)
All of us have been winners, even the last one of the last
Once at least (we were) the best, we that have been born
Inside our mothers' womb, how cosy to ripen (literally it says: in the hollow of our mothers)
And then I have seen some light and then I got out
And I said (to myself)
Good idea!
There was sun, perfumes, rain
Everyday a new awakening, every day an other night
Roads and motorcyclists and rugby matches
Spaghetti meals, Fréderic Dard and Johnny Winter too (FD: a famous French writer of crime novels, JW: blues guitarplayer)
I have been told it's only a sparc before the darkness
Just a passing by, a rainbow, a strange absurdity
Brothers, tender girls, treasures to search for (not 100% sure how to translate 'tendres')
Vertigos to experience, to (learn to) understand and girls to caress
I have said to myself
Good idea!
And then there was you who arrived, pushing my curtains wide open (débarquer: stepping out of a boat or train)
And streams of colours explode and beauty seems rather more beautiful
And nothing really changes but everything is different
Like these feast dishes that one may eat alone, or while sharing them
I was randomly walking, evening had fallen
With my bag and my guitar, I was a little bit tired
Everything was so deserted, where to quench my thirst?
And then I saw some light and I found you
Good idea!
- Jean-Jacques Goldman
Displaying 1 of 1 review