As the Swiss inscription says: Sprechen ist silbern, Schweigen ist golden,- "Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;" or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
I practice the artist's golden rule. I wouldn't want somebody telling me how to finish my painting, I'm not going to tell him how to finish his movie or how to shape his movie.
Within days they'd formed an unholy alliance with a foppish young French vampire in the Garden District who had implausibly golden hair and a streak of ruthlessness as wide as the Mississippi
Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.
In the Golden Age of Batman, I penciled, inked, and lettered my strip by myself.
The golden rule when reading the menu is, if you cannot pronounce it, you cannot afford it.
A Golden Globe is a mood-altering substance, there's no doubt about that.
All people are special, and all moments are golden. There is no person and there is no time more special than another. Many people choose to believe that God communicates in special ways and only with special people. This removes the mass of the people from responsibility for hearing God's message, much less receiving it (which is another matter), and allows them to take someone else's word for everything.
I am keeping with tradition today. After I learned of my Golden Globe nomination, I went to the dentist, so today, let's make it the orthodontist.
I grew up on the golden age of children's TV.
I love Toronto's long autumns, warm with windy swirls of golden spores, redolent with giant, sun-roasted leaves flapping up and down the streets, and horrible winter always seeming far, far off!
I really wanted the MTV Award the most, It was a golden popcorn container and it looks really neat.
It may not have the virtuous ring of the golden rule, but the maxim "never say never" is one of the most important in ethics.
If you teach your children nothing else, teach them the Golden Rule and "righty-tighty, lefty-loosey.
The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone.
You ain't no Hepburn and I ain't no Fonda, but if you were drowning in Golden Ponda, mouth to mouth I'd resuscitate you.
My childhood is completely. . . when I look back, it was '50s in New York, upper-middle class, it was completely idyllic and golden and wonderful - sweet in every way.
I can't tell you how many times I've gone to present at the Golden Globes, come home, whipped the dress off and read to my daughter wearing gazillion-dollar earrings. That's how it goes in my house, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Life is - the way God has given it to me was just a platter - a golden platter of life laid out there for me. It's been beautiful.
O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings.