Houghton, Mifflin, Harcourt, April 2009
“I am only human, although I regret it.”—Mark Twain
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?“More than anything else I wanted not to disappoint my father.” So speaks the heart of a young man, who uses that lifeline to struggle between two worlds: one, a world of a biracial family distinc
Unlike the author of the latest biography about the physicist, Paul Dirac, I actually had dinner with Professor Dirac, and his wife, in 1975.
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