Nobel Laureate Wisława Szymborska’s Poem “Love at First Sight,” Illustrated – The Marginalian
Some of us call it chance; those less at peace with the randomness that governs the universe may call it […]
Some of us call it chance; those less at peace with the randomness that governs the universe may call it […]
Nothing shapes our experience of reality, and nothing limits it, more than our frames of reference. Every transcendent achievement of
Every year, monarch butterflies migrate thousands of miles from Canada to Mexico. Each passage takes three to four generations, and
In this sixteenth year of The Marginalian, which draws primarily on the timeless wonders and wisdoms of the past, here
A decade ago, several years after I started writing The Marginalian (under the outgrown name Brain Pickings, in my twenties,
It is a gladness to be able to call one’s daily work a labor of love, and to have that
By Maria Popova “How can the bird that is born for joy sit in a cage and sing?” wrote William
On the morning of April 10, 1535, the skies of Stockholm came ablaze with three suns intersected by several bright
In a world pocked by cynicism and pummeled by devastating news, to find joy for oneself and spark it in