Quotes About Chill

I'm kind of lazy. I like to lie around with my husband and watch TV and stuff like that.

The desert is cold early in the morning. Laying down on that sand is like laying on a block of ice.

Big cubes, small cubes - it's all ice. I'm not that fancy.

Putting your feet in ice cold water? That's not fun.

rolls, the snow fell hard—hard—piling on

I would describe my style as comfortable and casual.

Something like fear chilled me as I sat there in the small hours alone-I say alone, for one who sits by a sleeper is indeed alone; perhaps more alone than he can realise.

I said to myself, with all the ardour of a sculptor, that this man was a faun's statue out of antique Hellas, dug from a temple's ruins and brought somehow to life in our stifling age only to feel the chill and pressure of devastating years.

why no other man shivers so horribly when the night-wind rattles the windows. When I came upon it in the ghastly stillness of unending sleep it looked at me, chilly from the rays of a cold moon amidst the desert's heat. And as I returned its look I forgot my triumph at finding it, and stopped still with my camel to wait for the dawn.

The purpose of my visit, and the frightful abnormalities it postulated, struck me all at once with a chill sensation that nearly overbalanced my ardour for strange delvings.

a new chill from afar out whither the condor had flown, as if my flesh had caught a horror before my eyes had seen it. Nor

There should have been a dark whisper in the wind. Or maybe a deep chill in the bone. Something. An ethereal song only Elizabeth or I could hear. A tightness in the air. Some textbook premonition. There are misfortunes we almost expect in life—what happened to my parents, for example—and then there are other dark moments, moments of sudden violence that alter everything. There was my life before the tragedy. There is my life now. The two have very little in common.

I want to release six songs, let people listen to those, let them chill for a second, do a tour, release another six songs, chill for a second and then take my favorite four, put them on the album, and add some more.

I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.

We're so old that the winds of age echo along our ribs and pick at our eye sockets. We could be gone tomorrow. A chill, say, or a little slip on the cliff side. I feel as fragile as a dried flower. I rattle a little in the moving air, but I'm only coherent dust-a shape of what once was. My essence is going.

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

Heap on the wood!-the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.

I love arranging my music, not in alphabetical order but by mood, creating playlists for when I have energy and want to work out or go-out party mixes and music to chill out to.

I love cold, rainy weather.

The hearts that love will know never winter's frost and chill. Summer's warmth is in them still.

...if ever the sun rises upon Barbecue, its flavor vanishes like Cinderella's silks, and it becomes cold baked beef - staler in the chill dawn than illicit love.

I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.