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She was fair to see in the goldenness streaming through the conservatory's clear walls.
And the goldenness will be trapped forever."
"I was very dedicated and devoted to Janet, and on top of my trade, but in her eyes that goldenness started to wear off.
There is something gloriously uplifting and mood-enhancing about the turmeric-tinted goldenness of it all.
His eyes show an occasional flash of the goldenness that may in future years give him the sun-eyed appearance of more senior Magi'i.
It was luminous, warm, even almost transparent gold; it wasn't drab metal but the essence of goldenness made real.
They make a point of deliberately trying to deceive strangers as to the goldenness of their hearts by adopting a forbidding manner.
Could it be, he wondered, that the goldenness was the Hazers' life force and that they wore it like a cloak, as a sort of over-all disguise?
Autumn days are blinding in their goldenness, pretty girls suffocating in their softness, young executives crucifying in their crispness.
She wore a velvet gown that was brown at the first look, and afterwards more and more charged with shifting foxy goldenness as the breeze quickened and the light changed.
On the earth it must be high noon, for a faint goldenness burned in the apex of the waters, and under the rock a little frill of shadow lay on the sand.
Strangely, I thought of a pan of caramels my grandmother had put on the stove for a candy recipe, and I thought of the melted, warm sweet goldenness of them.
"Ah, I could almost regret that such goldenness must perish at its peak, like the beauty of a blossom plucked; but so it must be, for the woman who shares my endless life and power."
Horton stepped back a pace and, in that moment, the goldenness of the cube seemed to flood out and enfold the two of them, making them a part of the creature and the cube.
Glowing with the goldenness of carefully polished woods in Thomas Lynch's handsome set, it is the product of careful restoration by its current owner, Jeffrey Bernstein (Mark Harelik), an arbitrager of imponderable wealth.
I say this as one who fell, though not hard, for the confectionary charms of the movie version of this story about Elle Woods, a frivolous California dream girl who finds the true gold beneath her goldenness by going to Harvard Law School.