The man who mistook his imagination for the truth

The disappointing reality of one of my (ex-)heroes, Oliver Sacks

The summer before my senior year of high school, our AP Psychology teacher, Miss Lynn, assigned three books for our summer reading. The first, Virginia Axline’s “Dibbs in Search of Self,” was touching, but, if I’m being honest, didn’t really stick with me. The second, Steven Pinker’s “The Language Instinct,” ignited a passion for psychology that prompte…