Man is the creature whom the Fates
Have truly misbegotten.
The things he should recall, but good,
Are very soon forgotten.
Yet, that which brings on ulcers,
Or which fractures or dismembers,
The silly goose, is he obtuse–
Doggedly remembers.
My personal goal, then, is some distance yet:
Knowing what to remember and when to forget.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, October 16, 1951
