Admittedly not in the same vein as the rest, but today’s All Hallows Read took the form of Paul Hoffman’s biography of Paul Erdős / Erdős Pál (26 March 1913–20 September 1996), The Man Who Loved Only Numbers (Hyperion, 1998), a frequently cantankerous but fascinating character.
“Possessions meant little to Erdős; most of his belongings would fit in a suitcase, as dictated by his itinerant lifestyle. Awards and other earnings were generally donated to people in need and various worthy causes. He spent most of his life traveling between scientific conferences, universities and the homes of colleagues all over the world. He earned enough in stipends from universities as a guest lecturer, and from various mathematical awards, to fund his travels and basic needs; money left over he used to fund cash prizes for proofs of “Erdős problems”. He would typically show up at a colleague’s doorstep and announce “my brain is open”, staying long enough to collaborate on a few papers before moving on a few days later.” (Source)
Personally, I intend to steal his epitaph, “Végre nem butulok tovább”—“Finally, I’ve stopped getting dumber”.