When We Cease to Understand the World

At some point while reading these stories of scientists gone mad on the destructive and existential quandaries of their discoveries, I was totally spellbound by the increasingly insane tale of this mathematician I'd never heard of before, I remembered the sleeve text mentioning that this book exists between fact and fiction, and I started to question if he even was real.

He was. And this book was exquisite.
Though, I would have also gone willingly on this journey if everything had been made up.