Seneca

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I have no memory for things I have learned, nor things I have read, nor things experienced or heard, neither for people nor events: I feel that I have experienced nothing, learned nothing, that I actually know less than the average schoolboy, and that what I do know Is superficial, and that every second question Is beyond me. I am Incapable of thinking deliberately: my thoughts run Into a wall. I can grasp the essence of things In isolation, but I am quite Incapable of coherent, unbroken thinking. I can’t even tell a story properly: In fact, I can scarcely talk.
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