मेघदूत: "नीचैर्गच्छत्युपरि दशा चक्रनेमिक्रमेण"

समर्थ शिष्या अक्का : "स्वामीच्या कृपाप्रसादे हे सर्व नश्वर आहे असे समजले. पण या नश्वरात तमाशा बहुत आहे."

G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”

C. P. Cavafy: "I’d rather look at things than speak about them."

Martin Amis: “Gogol is funny, Tolstoy in his merciless clarity is funny, and Dostoyevsky, funnily enough, is very funny indeed; moreover, the final generation of Russian literature, before it was destroyed by Lenin and Stalin, remained emphatically comic — Bunin, Bely, Bulgakov, Zamyatin. The novel is comic because life is comic (until the inevitable tragedy of the fifth act);...”

सदानंद रेगे: "... पण तुकारामाची गाथा ज्या धुंदीनं आजपर्यंत वाचली जात होती ती धुंदी माझ्याकडे नाहीय. ती मला येऊच शकत नाही याचं कारण स्वभावतःच मी नास्तिक आहे."

".. त्यामुळं आपण त्या दारिद्र्याच्या अनुभवापलीकडे जाऊच शकत नाही. तुम्ही जर अलीकडची सगळी पुस्तके पाहिलीत...तर त्यांच्यामध्ये त्याच्याखेरीज दुसरं काही नाहीच आहे. म्हणजे माणसांच्या नात्यानात्यांतील जी सूक्ष्मता आहे ती क्वचित चितारलेली तुम्हाला दिसेल. कारण हा जो अनुभव आहे... आपले जे अनुभव आहेत ते ढोबळ प्रकारचे आहेत....."

Kenneth Goldsmith: "In 1969 the conceptual artist Douglas Huebler wrote, “The world is full of objects, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.”1 I’ve come to embrace Huebler’s ideas, though it might be retooled as “The world is full of texts, more or less interesting; I do not wish to add any more.” It seems an appropriate response to a new condition in writing today: faced with an unprecedented amount of available text, the problem is not needing to write more of it; instead, we must learn to negotiate the vast quantity that exists. How I make my way through this thicket of information—how I manage it, how I parse it, how I organize and distribute it—is what distinguishes my writing from yours."

Tom Wolfe: "The first line of the doctors’ Hippocratic oath is ‘First, do no harm.’ And I think for the writers it would be: ‘First, entertain.’"

विलास सारंग: "… . . 1000 नंतर ज्या प्रकारची संस्कृती रुढ झाली , त्यामध्ये साधारणत्व विश्वात्मकता हे गुण प्राय: लुप्त झाले...आपली संस्कृती अकाली विश्वात्मक साधारणतेला मुकली आहे."

Friday, February 14, 2025

Einstein's Brain...His Brain was just like Anybody Else’s

 I never liked it even for a second when I first heard that the great man's brain has been preserved. 

I thought it was creepy.

In March 2024, I read this:

"...And then we heard his screams of agony. I’ve never heard anything like that. I’ve seen soldiers bleed to death from combat wounds, I’ve heard men in sick bay grasping their intestines and speaking in tongues, flyboys cooked in jet fuel, disfigured from head to toe. But this was different. It was the Professor’s voice, but it didn’t sound like a human screaming. Nobody slept that night. Whatever they tried, didn’t take. They wheeled out his body in the morning. As they passed me, his hand dropped down from the gurney and I saw that his skin had turned black, with dime-sized white spots all over it, as if they had covered his body in electrodes and burned him to a crisp. I have often wondered if they let him rest, or if they even fiddled with him after death. It’s not as crazy as it sounds. After all, it happened to Einstein. When he died, a pathologist removed his brain without the family’s permission, and kept it for himself. It was missing for decades. When someone finally tracked it down, they saw that it had been cut down the middle and was floating inside two large mason jars. A team of scientists took those pale pounds of flesh and sliced them into wafer-thin layers to put under a microscope. They wanted to see if they could find something special, or perhaps abnormal, some pathological structure or deformation that would explain his unique genius. But they found nothing. Compared to an average human being, he had an unusual number of glia, but they’re not nerve cells at all, they don’t produce electrical impulses. As far as I know, his brain was just like anybody else’s..."

('The MANIAC' by Benjamin Labatut, 2023)

Einstein's brain was preserved after his death in 1955, but this fact was not revealed until 1978.

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