Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite.

-Anaïs Nin

No shape has captured the human imagination quite like the circle has. Its perfect symmetry and constant radius stand in contrast to the messy variability of our everyday lives. We have inner circles, vicious circles, fairy circles, crop circles, family circles, circles of influence, the circle of life. Circles permeate our conception of time, as they provide the shape of our clocks, and when things return to their original configuration, we say that they have come full circle.

We have seen intimate connections between circles and infinity in many previous posts. The circle is the one-point compactification of the infinite straight line, which itself can be thought of as a circle with infinite radius. The process of circle inversion provides a useful duality between the finite region inside a circle and the infinite region outside. The Poincaré disk model provides an elegant finite setting for a decidedly infinite instantiation of hyperbolic geometry.

In the next few posts, we will be exploring circles more deliberately, through lenses of mathematics, philosophy, linguistics, art, and literature. We will think about circular definitions and closed timelike curves, about causality and the Liar Paradox.

These are for future weeks, though. For today, to lay the foundations and whet the appetite, please enjoy these three essential pieces of circle-related culture:

Although popularly every one called a Circle is deemed a Circle, yet among the better educated Classes it is known that no Circle is really a Circle, but only a Polygon with a very large number of very small sides. As the number of the sides increases, a Polygon approximates to a Circle; and, when the number is very great indeed, say for example three or four hundred, it is extremely difficult for the most delicate touch to feel any polygonal angles. Let me say rather, it

wouldbe difficult: for, as I have shown above, Recognition by Feeling is unknown among the highest society, and tofeela circle would be considered a most audacious insult. This habit of abstention from Feeling in the best society enables a Circle the more easily to sustain the veil of mystery in which, from his earliest years, he is wont to enwrap the exact nature of his Perimeter or Circumference. Three feet being the average Perimeter, it follows that, in a Polygon of three hundred sides, each side will be no more than the tenth part of an inch; and in a Polygon of six or seven hundred sides the sides are little larger than the diameter of a Spaceland pin-head. It is always assumed, by courtesy, that the Chief Circle for the time being has ten thousand sides.Edwin A. Abbott,

Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions