I witnessed dinosaurs come and go, I was liquid before I was solid, Mountains are just piles of me, Yet I fit in your palm so small. What am I?

I'm a phrase for a generation, born without condemnation. Blamed when fortunes went astray, the Greatest raised us on our way.

This ancient monstrous beast from the book of Job has become a term meaning anything that is bulky or oversized.

Tall masonic landmarks, found in Washington DC. It makes one wonder, what the heck these things mean?

A wizard’s product, an ancient curse, an eye of newt, forbidden verse. I can make wishes true and men great But using me is tempting fate. A mystical bond, break if you dare. Complain of your misfortune, see if I care…