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Hardy was, in his own words, "for a short time the fifth best pure mathematician in the world" and knew full well that "no mathematician should ever allow himself to forget that mathematics, more than any other art or science, is a young man's game." In a long biographical foreword to Apology, C.P. Snow (now best known for The Two Cultures) offers invaluable background and a context for his friend's occasionally brusque tone: "His life remained the life of a brilliant young man until he was old; so did his spirit: his games, his interests, kept the lightness of a young don's. And, like many men who keep a young man's interests into their sixties, his last years were the darker for it." Reading Snow's recollections of Hardy's Cambridge University years only makes Apology more poignant. Hardy was popular, a terrific conversationalist, and a notoriously good cricket player.
When summer came, it was taken for granted that we should meet at the cricket ground.... He used to walk round the cinderpath with a long, loping, clumping-footed stride (he was a slight spare man, physically active even in his late fifties, still playing real tennis), head down, hair, tie, sweaters, papers all flowing, a figure that caught everyone's eyes. "There goes a Greek poet, I'll be bound," once said some cheerful farmer as Hardy passed the score-board.
G.H. Hardy's elegant 1940 memoir has provided generations of mathematicians with pithy quotes and examples for their office walls, and plenty of inspiration to either be great or find something else to do. He is a worthy mentor, a man who understood deeply and profoundly the rewards and losses of true devotion. --Therese Littleton
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The long foreward by C. P. Snow makes the subsequent text richer and more sad than it would otherwise be. Still, the most important point is made by Hardy: mathematics is a serious creative art, and is worth doing for that reason. Moreover, you should move heaven and earth to develop your abilities if you have the talent, and not bother with it otherwise.
More generally, Hardy places great value on the doing of something - anything! - supremely well, and has little interest in the lot of most people, which is to muddle through in their arbitrary careers. And there's the rub. Like a great athlete, a great mathematician is finished rather early. Yet he must contrive to live long after his powers have deserted him. Athletes often go to seed when their playing days are over, where less well-endowed people might remain physically active into old age. Hardy lost his math "legs" and never got over it. And here he's weighing in on Housman's side in the perennial problem of getting old: better to slip betimes away.
Anyway, it's a darn good read, and short, at that. And we must remember that it was written in those dark days when Germany was rolling over Europe. Can we blame Hardy for taking solace in the fact that his beloved number theory seemed to have no applications to war? (These days, of course, prime factorization methods constitute a strategic advantage...)