I wish I was your second derivative so I could investigate your concavities.

I can figure out the square root of any number in less than 10 seconds. What? You don't believe me? Well, then, let's try it with your phone number.

Being without you is like being a metric space in which exists a cauchy sequence that does not converge.

Your beauty cannot be spanned by a finite basis of vectors.

My love for you is the null hypothesis and you'll always fail to reject it.

Nice set of parabolas!

Since distance equals velocity times time, let's let velocity and time approach infinity, because I want to go all the way with you.

Hey...nice asymptote.

Baby, I know my math, and you have one significant figure.

You plus me equals we.