Middle age (n.) is a second puberty, a storm-and-stress with tempests of passion — and the clock's hand cannot be put back: what youth found outside, the afternoon must find within.
Middle age (n.) brings, between thirty-five and forty, a change rising from the unconscious: depressions, childhood traits returning, or convictions hardening until around fifty a period of intolerance and fanaticism sets in — as if the principles were endangered.
Middle age (n.) is when losing the anima stops being harmless: before 35 a man must be a man; after it, without her, comes rigidity, pedantry, and finally a childish softening with a tendency to alcohol.
Middle age (n.) is when the last gleam of childhood illusion fades — though many go as children to their graves.
Middle age (n.) turns what was first passion into duty and finally an intolerable burden, a vampire battening on its creator; "I want" becomes the inexorable "I must" — and at the moment of greatest unfolding, evening is born.