Every new generation of MP3 players seems to be smaller than the last one.

That's what his generation seemed to do while mine was playing house.

During the day, the generations seem to change places.

In most of its range, two generations per year seem to occur.

Meanwhile a new generation seems to be struggling to find its own position.

But the younger generation seem to find all this terribly attractive.

Each generation of managers, however, seems to end up learning the hard way.

Then she looked around, began to speak, and a generation of time seemed to drop away.

These two make the older generation seem like angels in comparison.

Now, this rising generation doesn't seem to me to be at all strong.