Gold, like the sun, which melts wax and hardens clay, expands great souls and contracts bad hearts. Rivarol.
Gold that is put to use more gold begets. 40 Sh.
Gold thou may'st safely touch; but if it stick / Unto thy hands, it woundeth to the quick. Herbert.
Gold, worse poison to men's souls, / Doing more murder in this loathsome world, / Than these poor compounds that thou may'st not sell. Sh.
Gold's worth is gold. It. Pr.
Golden chains are heavy, and love is best! Dr. Walter Smith.
Golden lads and girls all must, / As chimney-sweepers, 45 come to dust. Cymb., iv. 2.
Gone for ever is virtue, once so prevalent in the state, when men deem a mischievous citizen worse than its bitterest enemy, and punish him with severer penalties. Cic.
Gone is gone; no Jew will lend upon it. Ger. Pr.
Good actions done in secret are the most worthy of honour. Pascal.