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“When I was young, I found out that the big toe
always ends up making a hole in a sock. So I stopped wearing socks."—Nobel
Prize-winning scientist Albert Einstein, to portrait photographer Philippe
Halsman, quoted in A.P. French, Einstein: A Centenary Volume (1979)
On this date in 1933, Albert Einstein arrived in Princeton as a refugee from Nazi
Germany. Those who came in contact with him here in the United States
discovered a man who, in addition to being a genius, was—well, quirky.
See this prior post of mine for an account of his not-always-happy life
in the United States.
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