Are you p>0.5, because I’d never reject you.
My love for you is like dividing by zero… It can’t be defined!
Are you good at math? Can you help me solve for x? X = your number.
If we are both math majors, then why is there so much chemistry between us?
Without you, I’m like a null set… Empty.
You are sweeter than 3.14.
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.
If we were binary, you’d be the one for me.
You have one compact set.
Hey girl… Can I call-cu-later?
My feelings for you have grown exponentially.
Do you like math? No? Me neither. In fact, the only number I care about is yours.
You are the square to my root.
Are you the square root of -100? Because you’re a solid 10 but too good to be real!
If four plus four equals eight, then me plus you equals fate.
Yo baby, you want to see me solve a quadratic?
Date me and all of your problems will be polygone.
I hear you don’t like fractions. So will you let me be your other half?
Hey girl…
Can I call-cu-later?
My love for you is like an exponential curve. It’s unbounded.
Are you a 45-degree angle, because you’re perfect.
Do you want to cosine on a mortgage with me?
I know my math. And you’ve got one significant figure!
I’m a fraction – be my other half.
I heard you like math, so what’s the sum of U+Me?
Your beauty is like Pi, never-ending.
Your body has the nicest arc length I have ever seen.
I’m a 30-60-90 triangle and you’re a 40-40-90 triangle – we’re just right for each other.
I=f(U), I can't function without you.
The square root of all my fantasies is you.
I memorized the first 300 digits of pi. If you gave me the 7 digits of your phone number, I could memorize them too.
I’m more interested in you than the Fundamental Theorem of Calculus.
You're embarrassed by my dense pickup lines? OK, I won't continuum. I'll be more discrete.
Why don’t we use some Fourier analysis on our relationship and reduce to a series of simple periodic functions?
You have changed my world to polar coordinates. Complex and imaginary things now have a magnitude and direction.
Baby, you’re like a student and I am like a math book, you solve all my problems.
As I only have two factors, I’m the prime candidate for you.
Without you, I’d disintegrate.
I’m not being obtuse, you are acute girl.
How about I perform a sort on your variables, and you can analyze my performance? If I were sin2x and you were cos2x, together we’d be ONE!
I was supposed to solve for X. I am so glad that I found U instead.
If you were a function, then you’d be my asymptote ’cause I always tend toward you!
Girl, we must be a bipartite graph, because I just thought of an efficient algorithm for finding an optimal matching for the two of us.
I sure hope you know set theory, ’cause I wanna intersect and union with you.
My love is like a fractal. It goes on forever!
Will you integrate with me? I will differentiate whoever comes in our way.
Give me just a FRACTION of your heart and I will SOLVE all of your problems.
Will you be the perimeter to my world?
You must be a 90º angle. ‘Cause, you’re looking right!
I less than three you.
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