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Albert Einstein
German-born physicist (–)
"Einstein" redirects here. For other uses, see Einstein (disambiguation) and Albert Einstein (disambiguation).
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Born | ()14 March Ulm, Kingdom of Württemberg, German Empire |
Died | 18 April () (aged76) Princeton, New Jersey, U.S. |
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Spouses | Mileva Marić (m.; div.)Elsa Löwenthal (m.; died) |
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Family | Einstein |
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Fields | Physics |
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Thesis | Eine neue Bestimmung der Moleküldimensionen (A New Determination of Molecular Dimensions)() |
Doctoral advisor | Alfred Kleiner |
Otheracademic advisors | Heinrich Friedrich Weber |
Albert Einstein (, EYEN-styne;[4]German:[ˈalbɛʁtˈʔaɪnʃtaɪn]ⓘ; 14 March – 18 April ) was a German-born theoretical physicist who is best kn
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The Story of Albert Einstein
Discover the life of Albert Einstein—a story about asking questions and discovering big things for ages 6 to 9
Albert Einstein became one of the most important scientists in history for his discoveries about physics and how our universe works. Before everyone knew him as a genius, Albert was a curious kid who loved reading, learning, and experimenting with new ideas. He asked big questions and wasn't afraid to man mistakes. Explore how Albert Einstein went from being a ung Jewish boy growing up in Germany to the most celebrated physicist ever.
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February 14, On Hitting 70Albert Katz
it was around my 70th birthday
that I realized I wasn’t 40 anymore
that the ballast which had kept me steady for so long
had shifted
that the people I conjured from my 20s
were no longer lithe carnal dynamos
reanimated in ageless revisionist trysts
on my 70th birthday old friends started to call me
reminiscing
about dead comrades and lovers
eaten alive by colon cancer gaunt and in pain, dangling from a rope strung
over the bathroom door, foggy with drugs in an AIDS hospice abandoned,
cancer growing on the brain joking until near the end in agony
bleeding by the side of a country road hit by a drunk kid too young to drive
who said he didn’t see the jogger being blinded by the sun and all
when I had reached 40
all those comrades
and lovers
were still alive and thought they’d live forever
unseemly curious about my status
whether my life was turning out as I had hoped
because at 40
it was the time
apparently
to take st