I still do have the little lunch bag that my mother made out of a towel and embroidered with my name on it for when I went to kindergarten.
The brain is not a bag of traits. It's startlingly complex. There are few or no single genes with a consistent effect on the mind.
My most treasured item is the brown leather bag that my mum bought me from a little Italian shop for my 21st. It's supposed to be a vanity bag, but I use it as a handbag.
In North Germany, a troublesome ghost is bagged, and the bag emptied in some lone spot or in the garden of a neighbour against whom a grudge is entertained.
Like crime, terrorism is a fact of life. I grew up in Israel, where every unattended bag was a suspected bomb; when my family moved for a few years, it was to London in the early years of 'the Troubles.'
God is not a vending machine where if you put in enough prayer quarters we get a Reese's Pieces bag that pops out.
I don't put cash in my Louis Vuitton wallet. I have it thrown around my bag - jut a whole bunch of hundreds, maybe $5,000.
