Gustav Flaubert wrote:

Complain about your own, and even brag about not having any.  But protest strenuously if someone should question your sense of judgment.

That is from his quite interesting Bouvard and Pecuchet.  This unfinished book is a parody of self-education and perhaps of gay marriage as well.

Why are we willing to disparage our memories so much more than we will admit to failings in our other mental processes?


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