Wilson: I see your son Brad is assiduously poring over his academic tomes.
Tim: His what? Oh, yeah, he's studying. Hey, Wilson, do you know how to multiply compound fractions?
Wilson: 'Course I do, Tim. I love mathematics. It's one of the building blocks of thought. Nothing teaches order and discipline better. You know what Galileo Galilei said.
Tim: Yeah, sure. 1601, Florence. "Why do both of my names sound the same?"
Wilson: No, he said, "The universe is written in the language of mathematics. Its characters are triangles, circles, other geometric figures. Without mathematics, one wanders about in a dark labyrinth."
Tim: Labyrinth?
Wilson: Let's just say a maze.
Tim: I know I am.