There are always more of them before they are counted

I was reading The Personal Memoirs of Ulysses S. Grant, when I came across a passage that stuck with me.

It speaks to how our senses can be tricked. I find it particularly relevant in this era of soundbites, talking heads, Twitter bots and fake news.

For context, this was when Grant was a lieutenant in the Army leading up to the Mexican-American War (1846–1848).

Grant, Ulysses S. “5.” The Personal Memoirs of Ulysses S. Grant, Mark Twain.

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