Age (n.) is not counted in years: sixteen summers and sixteen winters are not the same age — why did nine months in the womb suffice to make him an old man?
The Age (n.) has always required the same thing — to be led by the nose; mundus vult decipi is the best thing ever said about the world, and he who sits down to ponder what the age requires has substantially discovered it already.
An Age (n.) that disdains poetry and has no higher passion runs wild in half-thoughts: the most boastful, not the most judicious, the generation full of promises and lies.
Age (n.) has two clocks, and the ruinous mistake is to think growing older in time means growing older in eternity.
The Age (n.) lacks, in one word, religious education; being a Christian has become a triviality.