Do the stages of the human race correspond with the ages of the human being?

["Ontogeny recapitulates phylogeny"; if true, the evolution of the human
race could possibly be predicted by examining the stages of the human 
life cycle. In 2001, Kubrick gives a visual voice to the preceding 
notion (with text by Aristotle)]

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Elderly Men . . . have lived many years; they have often been taken in, 
and often made mistakes; and life on the whole is a bad business. The 
result is that they are sure about nothing and under-do everything. They 
'think', but they never 'know'; and because of their hesitation they al-
ways add a 'possibly' or a 'perhaps', putting everything this way and 
nothing positively. They are cynical; that is, they tend to put the 
worse construction on everything. Further, their experience makes them 
distrustful and therefore suspicious of evil. Consequently they neither 
love warmly nor hate bitterly, but . . . love as though they will some 
day hate and hate as though they will some day love. . . .

They . . . are always anticipating danger; unlike that of the young, who 
are warm-blooded, their temperament is chilly; old age has paved the way 
for cowardice; fear is, in fact, a form of chill. . . . They . . . guide 
their lives too much by considerations of what is useful and too little 
by what is noble. . . .

Their sensual passions have either altogether gone or have lost their 
vigour: consequently they do not feel their passions much, and their 
actions are inspired less by what they do feel than by the love of gain. 
Hence men at this time of life are often supposed to have a self-
controlled character; the fact is that their passions have slackened
. . . They guide their lives by reasoning more than by moral feeling
 . . .

                                       (Aristotle, RHETORIC, 1389b 13)

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore; --
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see
no more.

                      (Wordsworth, ODE: INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY, I)

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