★A memoir of intellectuals reflecting the tide of the century, selected from the book review of the New York Times.
★ Tony jute, the "top 100 thinkers" and winner of Orwell Lifetime Achievement Award, only talked about his works

★Jots oral memoirs after suffering from "gradually freezing human disease". In those sleepless nights during his illness, jute went into the "memory cabin" again and again to retrieve and sort out the memories of his life, and dictated to the recorder during the day. These autobiographical stories are full of vivid details and unique life feelings, and the breath and sound of the past seem to reappear.
★ reflecting the broad history from the "memory cabin": starting from his personal memories and experiences, Tony jute often goes to sort out and comment on the broader historical background of the post-war United States. His thoughtful consideration of the world since the 20th century is precipitated in the book.

A * historian, writer and keen thinker.
——Los Angeles Times

It is not only an autobiography, but also an interesting little book describing the history of the second half of the 20th century... Written in a restrained, beautiful and popular prose form.
——Time magazine

A touching Memorial left by a historian and essayist... Fearless, human and frank.
——Financial Times

Although jute is famous as a "public intellectual", his observations in this collection are more impression than analysis. Most of the time, he is not discussing his views, but just recalling what once made him happy... This is a memorable collection written by a memorable person.
——Book pages

A straightforward intellectual autobiography is as refreshing as the Swiss air through jutes memory cabin. You might think that the memoirs written in this situation will have a sad atmosphere, but there is no deathbed depression in the book. Curiosity, fearless wisdom, taste in interesting details and crystal writing all show that life is not death that dominates this man.
——Daily Telegraph

When reading this book, it is easy to forget that jute cant move to rebuild his memory in the hospital bed. Every fragment is shaking: those chapters are glittering, jingling, full of rich smell, light and sound All this is enough to restore the readers confidence in the writer: he has the ability to find the path to "Immortality".
——Los Angeles Times

These articles are not written for publication... After the * of life, he tries to find and define himself, leaving some facts that can be recalled and believed by his close and dear people. This is not an easy job. His words quiver between talent, anger and love. He has both the insight of a historian and the feelings of an ordinary person.
——Guardian observer

This book is an oral memoir of Tony jute after he suffered from "frostbite". It is also the only work jute talked about.
In the silent night that couldnt move, jute searched and sorted out the past memory with space as a clue, and built a "memory cabin". He admitted that the writing during the illness basically came from the night visit to the memory cabin. He sometimes pays attention to small things, describing his grandmothers Je food, the green line bus in London and the small train in Switzerland. Sometimes I look at the farcical movements of the post-war generation in Western Europe, the ideological confinement of the times, and my own observation and participation in society. These words shuttle between moving and sharp, private and public, specific history and individual feelings. They trace not only the life course of a historian, but also the complex history of the 20th century.

It might be thought the height of poor taste to ascribe good fortune to a healthy man with a young family struck down at the age of sixty by an incurable degenerative disorder from which he must shortly die. But there is more than one sort of luck.

In 2008, historian Tony Judt learnt that he was suffering from a disease that would eventually trap his extraordinary mind in a declining and immobile body. At night, sleepless in his motionless state, he revisited the past in an effort to keep himself sane, and his dictated essays form a memoir unlike any you have read before.

Each one charts some experience or remembrance of the past through the sieve of Tony Judts prodigious mind. His youthful love of a particular London bus route evolves into a reflection on public civility and interwar urban planning. Memories of the 1968 student riots of Paris meander through the sexual politics of Europe, a series of roadtrips across America lead not just to an appreciation of American history, but to an eventual acquisition of citizenship.

And everything is as simply and beautifully arranged as a Swiss chalet - a reassuring refuge deep in the mountains of memory.