The mind of man, moreover, works with equal strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it lodges in the queer element of the human spirit, may be stretched to fifty or a hundred times its clock length; on the other hand, an hour may be accurately represented on the timepiece of the mind by one second.
Anyhow, whether undergraduate or shop boy, man or woman, it must come as a shock about the age of twenty__he world of the elderly__hrown up in such black outline upon what we are; upon the reality; the moors and Byron; the sea and the lighthouse; the sheep__ jaw with the yellow teeth in it; upon the obstinate irrepressible conviction which makes youth so intolerably disagreeable___ am what I am, and intend to be it,_ for which there will be no form in the world unless Jacob makes one for himself. The Plumers will try to prevent him from making it. Wells and Shaw and the serious sixpenny weeklies will sit on its head.
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Anyhow, whether undergraduate or shop boy, man or woman, it must come as a shock about the age of twenty__he world of the elderly__hrown up in such black outline upon what we are; upon the reality; the moors and Byron; the sea and the lighthouse; the sheep__ jaw with the yellow teeth in it; upon the obstinate irrepressible conviction which makes youth so intolerably disagreeable___ am what I am, and intend to be it,_ for which there will be no form in the world unless Jacob makes one for himself. The Plumers will try to prevent him from making it. Wells and Shaw and the serious sixpenny weeklies will sit on its head.
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