Your emotional, social and scientific intelligence were all legions ahead of the vast majority of people. Day to day and chore by chore, you carried yourself at a level of elegance and humanity that I have not seen in any individual in all my time here in Cambridge. I am going to pray for you and everyone you knew. The good and noble forces at work in the world, of which you were such a wonderful ambassador, surely owes us a presence at this time. I don't know why you had to leave us so early - why you were snatched from us, and how we are ever going to deal with this large lacuna in our lives. Read more – ‘Dustin Arthur Smith’.
Good karma never fails. Akin to a generative bayesian framework that expands with great and stoic generalization, our ability to put ourselves in others' shoes, our ability to lend a helping hand, to give others the real notion that they are understood are our only and best weapon against the tyranny of the dark forces in the world. Read more – ‘Mitfreude’.
There's something extraordinary about those that love us unconditionally. We often take them for granted, but they are the ones whose kindness and sagacity protect us from harm when we are in crises. No loops of enumeration are enough, no lexicon sufficient to describe the depth and bliss of having them in our lives. I've seen this first hand, and it has given me new and deep meaning in my life and has reinforced a timeless turn of phrase - gratitude and appreciation of our parents, our siblings and our friends are what makes us, for no one ever achieved anything but for them. Read more – ‘The Three Eyes’.
As I stood there in front of her preparing to leave her office, I was reminded so forcefully of my grandmother. I told her so, as I paused to feel the overwhelming sense of nostalgia that washed over me at that moment. She looked at me and considered me for a moment and thanked me and I realized that I was not the only person in the room who felt blinded by misty, tear filled eyes. It was an extraordinary experience, one with a great number of lessons in life. Read more – ‘Chevaliers de Sangreal’.
In many ways a retrospective look at our journey has redefined the concept of you in my head. I always likened you to a Dirichlet finite mixture model, where your seeming power to extract a latent underlying structure in my life made such a enormous and deep impact on my life. But recent events have made me question this assumption - that your ability to put me an trance and drive my need for you might be attached just a few of your virtues. I'm sorry, but you seem more like the Indian Buffet Process. Your uncanny knack to have the influence you do on me is attributable to a seemingly infinite set of binary features and when combined with priors over these features makes it one mesmerizing continuous representation that makes me feel very much like invited I felt when I looked at your eyes for the first time. Read more – ‘Love and the Indian Buffet Process’.