Like a lot of fellows around here, I have a furniture problem. My chest has fallen into my drawers.
. . . we cannot rule out the possibility that the changes of recent decades are part of a natural rebound from the 'Little Ice Age' that followed the medieval warm period and ended in the 19th century.
Part of the reason I sort of shot out like a cannon out of Michigan and left home at such an early age is because I had to feel independent.
Man is guided by the stomach. He walks and the stomach goes first and the head afterwards. Have you not seen that? It will take ages for the head to go first.
The age of the book is almost gone.
Maturing as a poet means maturing as the whole man, experiencing new emotions appropriate to one's age, and with the same intensity as the emotions of youth.
Some of the shrewdest insight into natural processes have been greeted at the outset by the exclamation 'But that's ridiculous'.
Because I'm in an adult world and I'm really working, my age is just a number. It's not really who I am.
Hillary Clinton has held vast dreams. She was inspired at a young age that society does well when women and children do.
Unless the church is equipping believers to embrace the values and vision of the kingdom of God and turn away from the materialism, consumerism, greed, and power of the present age, it not only abandons its biblical mandate, it is rendered missionally ineffective.
I say if you love something, set it in a small cage and pester and smother it with love until it either loves you back or dies.
It's rather amusing at my advanced age to become a sex symbol.
In an age of synthetic images and synthetic emotions, the chances of an accidental encounter with reality are remote indeed.
We live in an age of confusion and thirst in which the advantages of communication are greater than those of secrecy.
The UFO manifestations seem to be, by and large, merely minor variations of the age-old demonological phenomenon.
I hope they invent a machine in which you type in the age you want to be, and it lifts and separates everything nonsurgically.
Now that the most interesting matter of identity is not what place someone was born in, but what point in time they are from - where they sit in relation to time. Age has become much more divisive than place. With the Internet and globalization, a twenty-year-old in New York has far more cultural references in common with a twenty-year-old in Nebraska than they do with a thirty-year-old who lives next door. National identity is what they trick you with when they want your feet in their army boots or your taxes in their bailouts.
[A]s if it were not the masterful will which subjugates the forces of nature to be the genii of the lamp. . . that forces a life-thought into a pregnant word or phrase, and sends it ringing through the ages!
Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.
You just never know when you're living in a golden age.