![]() ![]() ![]() She closes with the realization that while we individuals may die, the beauty of our lives and work, if meaningful, will endure: “What will survive of us are shoreless seeds and stardust." In between, she peppers thoughtful, lucid consideration of acts of the imagination with stories that, if ever aired before, are too little known. “There are infinitely many kinds of beautiful lives,” writes the author at the outset. The polymathic Popova, presiding genius behind, looks at some of the forgotten heroes of science, art, and culture. ![]()
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