
Memory is like the wind--no one knows where it comes fom or where it goes to when it is away. A witty man once suggested that it must be situated in the back of the head, becuase whenever anyone struggled to remember a particular date or event, he usually scratched there. ...

This early work by William Lyon Phelps was originally published in the early 20th century and we are now republishing it with a brand new introductory biography. 'Memory' is an essay about the curiosities of remembering and the varying abilities of memory possessed by certain...