“These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years.”
“The golden years are for pussies. We went straight to brass.”
“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.”
“The golden years become lower-middle-class life revisited. That's a bittersweet ending.”
“Years rolled on again, and Wendy had a daughter. This ought not to be written in ink but in a golden splash.”
“we are stardust, billion year old carbon. we are golden, caught in the devil's bargain.”