by A.D. Amorosi
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Philadelphia's loss may have been Montreal's gain, but locally born Adam Gopnik writes as if he never left: His language is equal parts beautiful, damned, cocksure and whimsically divine. The longtime New Yorker contributor made the old-world romanticism of French lit new again with Paris to the Moon; now he's taking on secularism and the human condition in Angels and Ages: A Short Book About Darwin, Lincoln and Modern Life (Knopf). Gopnik paints the two — born on the same day in 1809 — as eloquent everymen whose revolutions in politics and science, respectively, were as broad as they were intimate.


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