the best math book for nonmathematicians I have ever read. a perfect mix of explanations of theorems, history, and hysterical anecdotes (which I read aloud to anyone who would listen). ( )

A fantastic read about a really fascinating person and lots of interesting math problems made accessible to non-mathematicians. ( )

I wish there were more people like Paul Erdös. I was only ever decent at math in high school, and terrible at math after that, so his exploits make me jealous in a good way. I think for many people, and certainly frequently for me, math beyond a certain point is a dense, lightless thicket of symbols. Maybe everyone is born with a certain amount of math facility, and once you learn up to the point where your returns have diminished to uselessness, you have no choice but to forget about it and move on to something else. I made it through calculus and still remember some of what I learned, but I wouldn't want to bet anyone's life on me being able to integrate anything more complicated than a sine function very quickly. That's why it's so cool to read an account of a genuine math genius at work - even though I know that this guy who published over 1,500 papers in his lifetime is on another plane entirely when it comes to mathematics, he's so dedicated to the wonders of the subject that it gradually infected me through the pages and I came away wishing I had stuck with my math classes.

I often wonder to what extent being good at math is simply an innate quality, a gift that you either have or you don't. One of the things that struck me when I was reading Gödel Escher Bach is that Douglas Hofstader's explanations of complicated mathematical issues were much more comprehensible than that same explanation from a textbook (or even Wikipedia), and a large part of it was due to the fact that he gave a lot of history and narrative behind the various problems instead of just laying out symbols and variables. Humans naturally learn through narratives and stories, and it takes a rare kind of person to be able to strip away all of the scene-setting and background and get straight to the abstract symbol-manipulation. Probably some people are just born with the potential to understand things like Russell's paradox and some aren't, but I would really like to know exactly why that is, what separates the neurology of an Erdös from that of a mere mortal. I like that the book doesn't make Erdös - a fairly weird guy even by the relaxed standards of mathematicians - out to be some kind of freak, which I've frequently seen done to some of the more singular characters in science history like Newton.

Instead it's filled with plenty of testimonials about his kindness, his many friendships, and of course his unbelievable gift for probing the relationships between numbers. Explaining higher-level mathematics to a lay audience is one of the toughest tasks a writer can undertake, and Hoffman does a good job of giving the reader a brief tour of some of the many areas of math that Erdös influenced or revolutionized in some way. It's almost comforting to realize that even many professional mathematicians were baffled by what he was doing, and really the way he was able to find patterns in numbers is one of those things that just got more and more impressive with each page. I don't know what kind of mental circuitry lies behind mathematical talent, but I wish I had it, because many of the problems Erdös struggled with are extremely interesting in their own right, if you're curious at all at the mysterious relationships behind the world that we see. There are just so many weird things about prime numbers that you can forgive Erdös' monastic devotion to the subject. I wish I had read this when I was struggling with differential equations, it might have given me some inspiration and fortitude to remember that mathematics is an infinite field. No one can know everything, and that leaves plenty of room for even the most meager contributor to make a mark. ( )

I'm planning a trip around the world in Erdos' style --- showing up, working hard on a project with someone, and then peaceing out. Most books about mathematicians I hate because they spend too much time discussing their personal lives, and not enough talking about their mathematical contributions. Unfortunately, this is the one book contrary to that style. It's a book with a few fun Erdos anecdotes, but mostly a description of somewhat-related mathematics and mathematicians for the layperson. Cantor's diagonalization argument is great and all, but I know it, and it doesn't help answer any questions I have about Erdos' lifestyle.

All of that being said, this is a fun book that's worth reading. It just didn't answer what I was hoping it would. ( )

[5/5] One of the most interesting memoirs I've read ever! You don't need deep mathematical knowledge to appreciate one of the quaintest minds of the 20th century, and most everyone can benefit from his insight, his commitment, his desire to help others.

The book is a memoir, not a biography, which means it's full of anecdotes rather than a series of dates and facts. But as far as anecdotes go, this is one it's chock full of references to appropriate books, journals, papers and letters about Paul Erdös and his many colleagues, so the interested reader can advance in either the technical or the biographical aspects of the most prolific mathematician of the last 100 years ( )

There seems to be a thin line between being an eccentric genius and an incandescent excretory orifice; Paul Hoffman’s biography of Paul Erdős, The Man Who Loved Only Numbers, sometimes puts Erdős straddling the line. I think some of this is sour grapes; there’s a temptation for the ordinary to find lapses in the genius – hence all the stories about Einstein forgetting to wear socks.


Nevertheless, Erdős was definitely at least a quarter bubble off level. His typical routine consisted of showing up – often unannounced – at a colleague’s house and expecting to be fed and maintained for a couple of weeks. His initial greeting would be something like “Hello. Let n be an integer…” He would fiddle with the air conditioning, try to feed the dogs breakfast cereal, make disastrous attempts at cooking for himself, and generally act like Sheridan Whiteside in The Man Who Came to Dinner – except the host would get several academic papers out of the encounter. This led to the invention of the Erdős number: if you were Paul Erdős, your Erdős number was zero. If you had published a paper with Paul Erdős, your Erdős number is 1. If you published a paper with someone who had, in turn, published a paper with Erdős, your Erdős number is 2, and so on. Hoffman is not a mathematician and is thus sometimes at a loss for things to say about Erdős; thus he relates that when Henry Aaron was trying to break Babe Ruth’s home run record, Emory mathematician Carl Pomerance noted that 714 X 715 (Ruth’s number and Aaron’s _target) was the product of the first seven primes, and that the sum of the prime factors of 714 was also the sum of the prime factors of 715, leading to the discovery of “Ruth-Aaron Numbers”, consecutive integers with these properties (the next pair is 18490 and 18491). Erdős had never heard of Pomerance but called him, leading to the publication of 21 papers. Pomerance persuaded Erdős to come to Emory and get an honorary degree; by coincidence Henry Aaron received an honorary degree at the same convocation and Pomerance persuaded them to sign a baseball – leading to Hoffman’s point in the anecdote: Henry Aaron has an Erdős number of 1, if you count baseballs.


There are lots of amusing little anecdotes like this – I suppose this is the only way a casual reader is likely to read the book. My favorite is the account of René Descartes encountering a ruffian while escorting a lady of the evening, quickly whipping out his rapier and disarming the thug, then commenting that he wouldn’t kill him because “…he was too ugly to die before such a beautiful lady”. I never realized Descartes was a swordsman. It would take the mind of a sadist to expand on the anecdote and speculate what might have happened if he had stepped to the front to defend an entire troop of harlots this way – but that would be putting Descartes before the whores.


It is somewhat gratifying to find that Erdős was stumped by Marilyn vos Savant’s “Monty Hall” problem; Erdős, like a substantial fraction of the world’s mathematicians, assumed that no advantage would be gained by switching doors (if you’re not familiar with the problem I suggest googling, it’s too long to explain it here). Hoffman correctly points out that this is actually a case of Bayesian probability – but unfortunately doesn’t explain why. Interestingly enough for a book on a mathematician whose main interest was number theory, when I tried to look up the details I found that the book’s index is incorrect. Apparently a 16-page photo section was added without re-indexing; thus every index entry after page 148 is incorrect. I was pleased to find that I still have a sufficient grasp of mathematics to b e able to add 16 to everything. Although I tried subtracting 16 first.


Good light reading for the slightly mathematically inclined. ( )

This is a well written biography of paul erdos, a prolific hungarian mathematician who spends over 19 hours a day doing mathematics and has published over 1400 papers. He was a man who had no home and had travelled around the world giving lectures and staying at his friends place's.
To anyone who is interested in mathematics, this book is great and very fun to read. ( )

Couldn't tie his shoes or turn off a faucet, Erdos was a speed freak celibate number theorist and child prodigy against whom every subsequent mathematician is measured. Hoffman turns Erdos' life and work into a genuine page-turner where other impossible mathematicians make cameo appearances making for a scary hilarious window into the human capacity for and obsession with symbolic reasoning. A book for number haters, lovers, and head-scratchers alike. ( )

math-biography of Pal Erdos; entertaining

Engaging biography of one of the most prolific mathematicians of the 20th Century. While his lifestyle (an intense combination of mathematics, amphetamines, and mooching) could probably not be adopted by anyone else, Erdos' reliance on the shared experience of intellectual activity was enlightening. ( )

I liked the early part of the book, but Hoffman's style of stringing together a bunch of different anecdotes only loosely connected became grating. I stopped at page 150. ( )

Thoroughly enjoyed this book. Interesting history of a man, his times, and his genius. I enjoyed the history lesson, and actually learned a bit of math to top it off. If the included cases/histories such as this there would be a lot more people interested in math! ( )

Fantastic! ( )

A fun biography of Paul Erdos, one of the most prolific (and eccentric!) mathematicians of all time. ( )

Eminently Fascinating: Having stopped learning math in high school, competent, but not excellent at it, this book was a great romp of mathematical trivia. As a biography it is a little scattered in focus, but the life of Paul Erdos was befitting of such an approach. One of the great minds in the history of math, more published than almost any other, thinking things only a handful of others could grasp, Erdos was a personification of the absent-minded thinker. Which could sometimes make for a hard subject to write the life of. Having never heard of Erdos until I read this book, it proved to be a competent and entertaining book about the man's life and quirks and some of his ideas. But the true strength of this book is its branching out into the ideas of the world of mathematics. Taking asides that last ten pages or more, Paul Hoffman explores the foundations and revolutions and some of the quirkier trivia tidbits of the world of mathematics. Making this work as much a fun romp through the interesting parts of math and part biography of a quixotic man who lived math. I have heard there is another biography of Erdos out there that deals more directly with his life and ideas, and if one were looking for a more focused biography, it would probably be a better choice. But The Man Who Loved Only Numbers is a great read for its insight and entertainment value. Yes, it made math fun, and for the most part understandable.

Hilarious and quotable -- at least if you were a math major. I have no idea how people not steeped in math culture would relate to this book, but for me, it was a charming tour of familiar territory, and a good set of anecdotes about the greatest mathematician of recent memory. ( )

I started reading this book in 2001 and picked it up when I saw it on the shelf in our guest bedroom.

Since I took a break from reading it, I had read so many other math biographies that alot of this book seemed like a review.

I doubt I could ever achieve it, but getting a low Erdos number would be pretty sweet. ( )

Some interesting details on the life of Erdos, but too many pages are filled with those famous math stories that appear in every pop-math book. ( )

An amazing genius! I'm not a math person (at all!), but I love smart, fascinating people - Erdos lived out of a suitcase, interested only in solving math problems with the brightest minds. He was socially clueless, bizarre and brilliant. One of my favorite biographies. ( )

Great. Even better than Archmides Revenge. ( )

An abolute gem of a book about a truly singular individual. Apart from his own contribution to mathematics, he seems to have had a gift for asking just the right question of the right people. A fascinating character and an excellent read - even for the non-mathematician. ( )

A fascinating review of the world of the professional mathematician with some insights into the work he did. ( )

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