When I was little, I used to adore gold. It was something special.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I inherited my love of gold jewellery from my grandmother.
As I got older I became a kind of sub cultural junkie, foraging around in music, street fashion and eventually art, politics and the freakier reaches of the Internet, hunting the next discovery, the next seam of underground gold.
I do 'sissy with a heart of gold' really well.
I grew up with a beautiful gold harp sitting in our living room. My older sister played it.
Gold was a gift to Jesus. If it's good enough for Jesus, it's good enough for me!
My mom wears a lot of gold.
For some reason, we stopped getting gold stars at some age. It's time to bring them back.
I like gold because it is a stabilizer; it is an insurance policy.
Everything I touch turns to gold.
I hate gold. I'm sort of a sterling-silver guy.