A Brain in
a Million: Einstein, His Life and Universe, by Walter
Isaacson
Review
by Bruce Collier
July 12, 2007 Issue

Walter
Isaacson has a taste for polymathic types and grand-scale thinkers.
His previous books have been on Benjamin Franklin and Henry Kissinger,
among other subjects. This time it’s Albert Einstein. At
675 pages, Einstein, His Life and Universe is a substantial work,
heavily footnoted, with 12 closely spaced pages of sources. The
concentration required is worth the trouble.
Isaacson follows
his subject from birth to shortly after his death. Einstein corresponded
with many people, from private citizens to kings and presidents.
Isaacson lets him tell his story mainly in his own words, using
personal letters recently released. In addition to the letters,
there are Einstein’s books and, of course, his papers. The
latter are almost incomprehensible to anyone without an education
in math and physics. This is the challenge in any book about Einstein.
Isaacson does an excellent job making it clear most of the time.
A great part
of Einstein’s early career was spent trying to find a job
as a teacher in Germany. Absurd as it seems now, few schools were
interested in having Einstein on their faculty. Part of it was
his attitude — he was cocky and irreverent about what he
knew — and part of it was because he was a Jew. Ironically
for the anti-Semites of Germany, and happily for the rest of the
world, driving out all the Jewish scientists would ultimately
seal their fate.
Einstein would
not have found this turn of events remarkable. His favorite aphorism
was, “God does not play dice with the universe.” This
philosophy led him on a lifetime search for a “unified field
theory,” a master equation that would explain everything
physical in the universe. Though never a particularly devout or
observant Jew, his thinking and experience nevertheless compelled
him toward, rather than away from, a belief in God. Another of
his famous statements, ultimately carved on a fireplace mantel
in Princeton, was “Subtle is the Lord, but malicious he
is not.” He later clarified this, “Nature hides her
secret because of her essential loftiness, but not by means of
ruse.” Or, as they said on The X-Files, the truth is out
there.
His life was
not all work, either. When he wasn’t pondering the big questions,
Einstein found time to turn himself into an excellent violinist.
He also married twice and fathered two children. Considered handsome
in his youth, he maintained a highly original look all his life.
Rumpled clothes, a wispy halo of white hair, droopy mustache,
and shoes without socks must have been appealing, because Einstein
seldom lacked for feminine companionship, even while married.
He was the prototype for the absentminded professor, a role he
relished.
One of the
most interesting parts of the book relates Einstein’s role
in the making of the atomic bomb. According to Isaacson, Einstein’s
contribution was to get the ball rolling. His famous letter, warning
Franklin D. Roosevelt of Nazi experiments in nuclear fission and
their military application, led to the Manhattan Project. Despite
the popular picture, this was about all Einstein did. His background
and varied circle of academic acquaintances made him a security
risk in the eyes of the wartime American government.
Also interesting
was the fact that Einstein’s major scientific accomplishments
were made in his youth. Einstein was the world’s most famous
scientist by the 1920s, but he lived until 1955. Much of his later
life was spent pursuing his unified theory, and grappling with
his doubt about quantum theory and uncertainty principles. Einstein
was never thoroughly convinced of it, says Isaacson, though he
conceded that some of it might be valid. What troubled him about
it was its inclination to deny a separate reality, a state of
the universe that exists independent of our attempts to comprehend
and explain it. Physics is not the universe, he once wrote, but
simply what we say about the universe.
It was this
humility that set him apart from other scientists of his time
— and subsequent times — and enabled him to mingle
with fellow geniuses and with his neighbors in Princeton. My favorite
story in the book concerns an eight-year-old girl who lived near
Einstein in Princeton. She needed help with her math, and went
to the great man’s house, bringing fudge as an inducement.
Einstein explained the problems to the girl, and gave her a cookie
in exchange for the fudge. However, he insisted she do her own
work.
Einstein, His Life and Universe, 675 pages, Simon & Schuster.
Available at bookstores, libraries and online booksellers.
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