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I've had quite a life, when you stop and think about it.

I always find it extremely hard to remember the act of beginning. I almost deliberately forget it.

I had to learn to walk again, talk again, think again.

I'm a big believer in 'pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start again.'

I learned that one can always start again.

Sometimes I forget some of the things I've done. I recently recalled that after Watergate I went away by myself to Tahiti for a month, moving from island to island. That was a point in my life where I didn't know what was next.

Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?

I fear if I cannot think again, if my mind suddenly goes blank. It will be embarrassing.

I've forgotten what it's like to remember. I've lost the mindless confidence that a moment, an idea, a thought will be there for me later, the bravado of breezing through experience in the certainty that it will become part of my self, part of my story.