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Excerpt from Flood-Tide: Sunday Evenings in a City Pulpit
A man says, I have a bad memory. He means that his power Of recollecting is at fault. Another says, I have a Splendid memory. He means that at his beck and call the things he wants come leaping into mind. In that sense some memories are good and some are bad. But in the other sense, the probability is that every memory is perfect. It is no proof I have forgotten a thing because I cannot recollect it now. It may come back to me to - night, to-morrow. It may come back to me when I am dying. And so strange are these revivings Of the past, so unaccountably do things arise that we were sure we had forgotten these ten years: so true and full is the awful resurrection Of dead days in the brain Of a delirious or Of a drowning man, that thinkers have conjectured we forget nothing.
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A man says, I have a bad memory. He means that his power Of recollecting is at fault. Another says, I have a Splendid memory. He means that at his beck and call the things he wants come leaping into mind. In that sense some memories are good and some are bad. But in the other sense, the probability is that every memory is perfect. It is no proof I have forgotten a thing because I cannot recollect it now. It may come back to me to - night, to-morrow. It may come back to me when I am dying. And so strange are these revivings Of the past, so unaccountably do things arise that we were sure we had forgotten these ten years: so true and full is the awful resurrection Of dead days in the brain Of a delirious or Of a drowning man, that thinkers have conjectured we forget nothing.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
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Author
G. H. Morrison
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780483519992
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.7 cm
Page Count - 306
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Contributors
Author
G. H. Morrison
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781331606765
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.7 cm
Page Count - 308
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