In his last book, The First Man (published posthumously), Albert Camus writes of his anger and sadness at his mother’s inability to provide any details concerning his long-dead father: "Poor people’s memory is less nourished than that of the rich. It has fewer landmarks in space because they seldom leave the place where they live, and fewer reference points in time throughout lives that are gray and featureless. Of course there is the memory of the heart that they say is the surest kind, but the heart wears out with sorrow and labor, it forgets sooner under the weight of fatigue. Remembrance of things past is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces along the path to death."
Hoisted from Brad DeLong's comments
Hoisted from Brad DeLong's comments, RW (Robert Waldmann?) writes
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