Let \(I\) =\(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log(1+tan x)dx\) ...(1)
∴\(I\)= \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log[1+tan (\frac \pi4-x)]dx\) \([∫_0^af(x) dx = ∫_0^aƒ(a-x)dx]\)
⇒\(I\) = \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log[1+\frac {tan\frac \pi4-tan \ x}{1+tan \frac \pi4.tan\ x}]dx\)
⇒\(I\) = \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log[1+\frac {1-tan \ x}{1+tan\ x}]dx\)
⇒\(I\) = \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log[\frac {2}{1+tan\ x}]dx\)
⇒\(I\) = \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log\ 2\ dx - ∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log\ (1+tan\ x)]dx\)
⇒\(I\) = \(∫_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}} log\ 2\ dx-I\) [From(1)]
⇒\(2I\) = \([x.log\ 2]_0^{\frac {\pi}{4}}\)
⇒\(2I\) = \(\frac {\pi}{4}log\ 2\)
⇒I = \(\frac {\pi}{8}log\ 2\)
My Antarctic experience was full of such epiphanies, but the best occurred just short of the Antarctic Circle at 65.55 degrees south. The Shokalskiy had managed to wedge herself into a thick white stretch of ice between the peninsula and Tadpole Island which was preventing us from going any further. The Captain decided we were going to turn around and head back north, but before we did, we were all instructed to climb down the gangplank and walk on the ocean. So there we were, all 52 of us, kitted out in Gore-Tex and glares, walking on a stark whiteness that seemed to spread out forever. Underneath our feet was a metre-thick ice pack, .... In the periphery Crabeater seals were stretching and sunning themselves ... much like stray dogs .... It was nothing short of a revelation.
(Journey to the end of the Earth)
It was celebration time for all the tigers inhabiting Pratibandapuram.
The State banned tiger hunting by anyone except the Maharaja. A proclamation was issued to the effect that if anyone dared to fling so much as a stone at a tiger, all his wealth and property would be confiscated.
The Maharaja vowed he would attend to all other matters only after killing the hundred tigers. Initially the king seemed well set to realise his ambition.
(The Tiger King)
At last, around four in the afternoon, the poet (or the editor) arrived. He was a tall man, very English, very serious and of course very unknown to all of us. Battling with half a dozen pedestal fans on the shooting stage, The Boss read out a long speech. It was obvious that he too knew precious little about the poet (or the editor). The speech was all in the most general terms but here and there it was peppered with words like 'freedom' and 'democracy'. Then the poet spoke. He couldn't have addressed a more dazed and silent audience — no one knew what he was talking about and his accent defeated any attempt to understand what he was saying.
(Poets and Pancakes)
Umberto Eco : Aah, now that is more difficult to explain. I have some philosophical interests and I pursue them through my academic work and my novels. Even my books for children are about non-violence and peace...you see, the same bunch of ethical, philosophical interests.
And then I have a secret. Did you know what will happen if you eliminate the empty spaces from the universe, eliminate the empty spaces in all the atoms ? The universe will become as big as my fist.
(The Interview)
Why does Charley say, “He (Sam) certainly can’t go back to his old business”? (The Third Level)