When you write a book, sometimes you chase an idea still undefined with curiosity, trying to discover its full potential; at the end you may at best come to understand what you really wanted to say. Memory is asked to provide the necessary knowledge to undertake this path. Together with the knowledge that memory provides us with, perhaps because of the emotional and personal aspects of writing, even the most disparate memories of one’s own life come to light. This has happened to me. Two types of memories about events that I had...