Thinking the mystery of life through mathematics.
Text located on page 423 of the original manuscript.
Nature always starts over again the same things, years, days, hours; spaces, likewise, and numbers are end to end one after the other. Thus a kind of infinite and eternal is made. It is not that there is anything infinite, eternal about all this, but these finite beings multiply infinitely. So it seems to me that only the number that multiplies them is infinite.