“I judge more than I used to,” she said to Isabel, “but it seems to me one has earned the right. One can’t judge till one’s forty; before that we’re too eager, too hard, too cruel, and in addition much too ignorant . . . I often think that after forty one can’t really feel. The freshness, the quickness have certainly gone.”
So, what do you think dear friends? I’m not sure whether or not I’m happy to be on my particular side of the decade divide.