Really the poor get younger inside as they go on, rather than otherwise, and towards the end, as long as they have tried to rid themselves on the way of all the lies and timidity and unworthy eagerness to obey which they were given at birth, actually they’re less unpleasant than when they started. The rest of what exists on earth is not for them! It’s no concern of theirs. Their job, their only job, is to overcome that feeling of obedience, to spew it out. If they can manage that before they’re altogether dead, then they can boast of not having lived in vain.
Real youth consists in loving the whole world without distinction; that is the only thing that’s young and new. And can you say that you know many young people who are sound enough to do that?