That's the trouble with directors. Always biting the hand that lays the golden egg.
I didn't really enjoy school. I wouldn't say they were my golden years.
You are my white angel of hope at the golden gate of glory.
There was never a golden era of American radio as far as I can tell.
The more golden the opportunity, the less likely you will see it.
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.
I feel as though my life is bathed in golden sunlight. And the really wonderful thing is that I know it.
Even amongst fierce flames/ The golden lotus can be planted.
Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.
The problem with the bronco is to get on and stay on. This is the problem with the Golden Rule-to understand and apply.
They baffle me where they go with the storylines... we used to be a Golden Globe winning show.
Russell Hammond: I am a golden god!
I carry the Sun in a Golden Cup, the Moon in a Silver Bag.
I tried to be a better person for her– but it was to impress her, to get her to want me. But when I’m around you, I want to be better because… well, because it feels right. Because I want to. You make me want to become something greater than my...
Squeeze your eyes closed, as tight as you can, and think of all your favorite autumns, crisp and perfect, all bound up together like a stack of cards. That is what it is like, the awful, wonderful brightness of Fairy colors. Try to smell the hard, pa...
Of course, if we do find the Great Glom, we will see other gloms as well," said Dottia. "I mean, he will not exist alone, will he? Mythic creatures like him are often spoken of as if they did exist alone, and they were born unique, hatched from a sin...
To see human beings in agony, to see them covered in blood and to hear their death groans, makes people humble. It makes their spirits delicate, bright, peaceful. It's never at such times that we become cruel or bloodthirsty. No, it's on a beautiful ...
He was breathtaking. There was simply no other way to describe him. Her eyes started with his long, black hair before slowly perusing every inch of him. He was dressed in a white shirt and black vest with pants that hugged every inch of his muscular ...
There is no eleventh hour with Cosmic Ordering, only the golden hour.
There are few things so tender as a man's dignity.
We prayed these wars would end all wars -- In war we know is no romance." ( )
