When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or
not; but my faculties are decaying, now, & soon I shall be so I cannot
remember any but the latter. It is sad to go to pieces like this, but
we all have to do it. When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or
not; but I am getting old, and soon I shall remember only the latter. It isn't so astonishing, the number of things that I can remember, as
the number of things I can remember that aren't so. |
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The truth is, a person's memory has no more sense that his conscience,
and no appreciation whatever of values and proportions. This memory of ours stores up a perfect record of the most useless facts
and anecdotes and experiences. And all the things that we ought to know--that
we need to know--that we'd profit by knowing--it casts aside with the
careless indifference of a girl refusing her true lover. Well, certainly memory is a curious machine and strangely capricious.
It has no order, it has no system, it has no notion of values, it is always
throwing away gold and hoarding rubbish. Out of that dim old time I have
recalled that swarm of wholly trifling facts with case and precision,
yet to save my life I can't get back my mathematics. It vexes me, yet
I am aware that everybody's memory is like that, and that therefore I
have no right to complain. I ought to be ashamed, but I never remember anything whatever except
humiliation. If by some lucky chance there had been humiliation mixed
in, I could remember every detail of that day for a thousand years. When [you are to make] a speech...don't jot down notes to speak from,
jot down pictures. It is awkward and embarrassing to have to keep referring
to notes; and besides it breaks up your speech and makes it ragged and
noncoherent; but you can tear up your pictures as soon as you have made
them--they will stay fresh and strong in your memory in the order and
sequence in which you scratched them down. And many will admire to see
what a good memory you are furnished with, when perhaps your memory is
not any better than mine. Also see the related topic Mark Twain's Memory Builder Game. |
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