"Alice couldn't help laughing, as she said "I don't want you to hire me-and i don't care for jam."

"It's very good jam," said the Queen.

"Well, I don't want any today, at any rate."

"You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said. "The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday-but never jam today."

"It must come sometimes to 'jam today'," Alice objected.

"No, it can't," said the Queen. "It's jam every other day: today isn't any other day, you know."

"I don't understand you," said Alice. "It's dreadfully confusing!"

"That's the effect of living backwards," the Queen said kindly: "it always makes one a little giddy at first-"

"Living backwards!" Alice repeated in great astonishment. "I never heard of such a thing!"

"-but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways."

"I'm sure mine nay works one way," Alice remarked. "I can't remember things before they happen."

"It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards."
[...]"

Through the Looking-Glass, Lewis Caroll

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