My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.
And if the great fear had not come upon me as it did and forced me to do my duty I might have been less good to the people than some man who had never dreamed at all even with the memory of so great a vision in me.
