Quotes About Heat

Thermodynamics is the study of matter and energy

In them and between them flourished the heat of life, the madness of love, and the sudden absolute certainty of the end of all that they knew.

I would straight up fuck a snowman right now, she says. Just to cool down. - Miriam Black

the outside air was so hot and so humid it felt like you were the meat in a sandwich whose bread was the Devil's moist thighs

Revulsion gave heat to his heals.

It was a night in late August, a night that rekindled in rattling windows and tree branch palsy that lost recollection of autumn, misplaced for the succession of bright summer distractions, trapped heat in small rooms and sweaty underarms.

What amulet is there against this disaster? What face can I summon to lay cool upon this heat?

Everything he saw was distasteful to him. He hated the blue and white, the intensity and definiteness, the hum and heat of the south; the landscape seemed to him as hard and as romantic as a cardboard background on the stage, and the mountain but a wooden screen against a sheet painted blue. He walked fast in spite of the heat of the sun.

Palm trees are all right only in mirages.

Mama mea, femeie fotogenic?, a murit în modul cel mai absurd (picnic, tr?snet) când aveam trei ani ÅŸi, în afara unui nor de c?ldur? în umbra trecutului, ea n-a l?sat nici o urm? pe drumurile pustii ale amintirii peste care a apus soarele copil?riei mele.

You lie — she's not." "I beg your pardon?" "I said: July was hot.

She started to reach for the door and was shocked to feel his fingers clamp down around her wrist. Shocked, not because she found his touch offensive, but because of the jolt of heat—of pure, sensual awareness—that brief connection sent through her body.

The road lay long and black ahead of them and the heat was coming now through the thin soles of their shoes. There were young beans pushing up from the dry brown fields, tiny rows of green sprigs that stretched away in the distance.

He grasped for hope in Emerson's vision of natural polarities, in which all things are balanced by their opposites—darkness by light, cold by heat, loss by gain.

July, that lovely hell, all velvet dresses and drapes stuffed into a hot little hole.

A knife plunged into the center of summer. Air and terror, which become teeth together.

them. "Go to hell," she said, and stood up. "Or better yet, go back to Egypt. That godforsaken place is probably hotter and more miserable than hell anyway.

Things are screaming inside me and my eyes feel hot.

seventy-five degrees or more, as your lordship

As he began to speak, her cheeks went hot, as if she'd stepped into summer sun.

The animal is not afraid of the flame, but of the heat it emanates. (L'animal n'a peur de la flamme, - Mais de la chaleur qu'elle émane.)

It was one of those hot, silent nights, when people sit at windows, listening for the thunder which they know will shortly break; when they recall dismal tales of hurricanes and earthquakes; and of lonely travellers on open plains, and lonely ships at sea, struck by lightning.

The weather being hot, he had no cravat, and wore his shirt collar wide open; so that every time he spoke something was seen to twitch and jerk up in his throat, like the little hammers in a harpsichord when the notes are struck. Perhaps it was the Truth feebly endeavouring to leap to his lips. If so, it never reached them.

It was one of those hot, silent nights, when people sit at windows, listening for the thunder which they know will shortly break; when they recall dismal tales of hurricanes and earthquakes; and of lonely travelers on open plains, and lonely ships at sea, struck by lightning.