What if the universe was a story—and you were a line in it?
With language that twists like spacetime and ideas that loop like Möbius strips, The Infinitely Big and the Infinitely Small is a philosophical fairytale, a metaphysical love story, and a poetic meditation on numbers, knowledge, and the delightful strangeness of being something instead of nothing. Meet a curious little line, freshly escaped from Nothing, wandering across the infinite on its way from Zero towards One. Thus begins a mind-bending myth of math, meaning, and metaphysical mischief. It’s as if Plato met Gödel at a tea party hosted by Borges. Brace yourself and jump head first into the story! See you on the other side of infinity!
Welcome to my strange and peculiar little book! It is often said that reality is stranger than fiction. This book is a case in which fiction is stranger than the strange reality that is stranger than fiction. Wait. . . what? Please, excuse me. Let me try again. Welcome to my strange and peculiar little book! It was written while pondering the infinitely divisible distance between the markings on a ruler, the paradox of having infinity contained within a finite space, and how straightforward counting seems to relate to the mysterious qualities of time.
If I had to sum up the book, I would say:
It is a philosophical book...
disguised as a math book...
disguised as a fiction book...
disguised as a children’s book.