Who are we?

Sometime in our lives, we, all of us, acquire the insight that nothing we experience is experienced for the first time; that life is merely a cycle that we all must go through, from birth, through adolescence to death; that the things children feel move into things adolescents feel, and into things older people feel.

(Still, when we see people in the streets, we immediately see them as of a particular type — a child, an elderly person — as though they have always been of that type.)