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Quotes About Heat

A hot, dry breeze greeted the Swensen sisters and their mother when they emerged from the air-conditioned interior of McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas.
~ Joanne Fluke
Summertime, I think, is a collective unconscious. We all remember the notes that made up the song of the ice cream man; we all know what it feels like to brand our thighs on a playground slide that's heated up like a knife in a fire; we all have lain on our backs with our eyes closed and our hearts beating across the surface of our lids, hoping that this day will stretch just a little longer than the last one, when in fact it's all going in the other direction.
~ Jodi Picoult
He rises over me, a second sun, and fills me with light and heat.
~ Jodi Picoult
A jewel's just a rock put under enormous heat and pressure.
~ Jodi Picoult
You know what's the worst? Being sick in the Summertime.
~ Unknown
It is true, however, that first impressions often change, for we know only too well that all is not gold that glitters and that though there may be a bright dawn, there is also a dark midnight and a burning, oppressive heat at noon.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
My hands felt bruised from the hot, dry air. Inside,
~ Unknown
you should concentrate the rays of the sun through a magnifying glass on one spot on a fallen log, you'd start a fire within a few minutes. Yet the sun could shine for decades on the same piece of wood and it wouldn't ignite without the glass.
~ W. Clement Stone
I've just written out the death certificate,' the doctor said cheerfully. 'Natural causes of course. She was eighty-eight. I think it was the Beaujolais Nouveau, I warned her not to drink it after Christmas but she was always stubborn. I'll send the undertakers around later. But they won't be able to fit her for at least a couple of days. She'll be all right there as long as it doesn't get too hot.
~ Philippa Gregory
Like someone trying to gargle boiling water.
~ Poppy Z. Brite
they should invent a car that stays cool inside when it is parked
~ R.L. Stine
She was staring at you.' 'What can I say? Irresistible.' 'Shane, it's not funny. I just—you should be careful. 'Always am.' Which was an absolute lie. Shane's eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of heat inside that crept up to burn in her cheeks. He smiled slowly. 'Jealous?' 'Maybe.' 'No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.
~ Rachel Caine
THTL— too hot to live
~ Rachel Caine
God, it was hot! Forget about frying an egg on the sidewalk; this kind of heat would fry an egg inside the chicken.
~ Rachel Caine
Fire is always ready to burn the hand it warms.
~ Rachel Caine
At least you left out the oh-my-God sauce this time. Made myself a batch with it, Shane said. It's got the biohazard sticker on it in the fridge, so don't bitch if you get flamed.
~ Rachel Caine
In case you hadn't noticed, there isn't any heat in this place." Nolan set the baseball bat aside and moved to the far wall to look at the radiator. "What's wrong with it?" How like a man to ask stupid questions!
~ Debbie Macomber
I worked on a peak outside Bisbee, Arizona, where we were only eleven or twelve miles from the sun. It was a hundred and sixteen degrees on the thermometer, and every degree was a foot long. And that was in the shade. And there weren't no shade.
~ Denis Johnson
Han breaks a tangerine into sections and feeds them to her one by one. Then he cuts a lemon in half, sprinkles a spoonful of sugar over the cut top, and bites into it. Sirine looks around at the wandering palms and the dusty street. Just that morning the radio weatherman had said it would be an Indian summer scorcher. She slices open an avocado and sprinkles it with coarse salt before handing it to Han.
~ Diana Abu-Jaber
There are so many slight things she can distinguish between her senses: she can smell the difference between lavender and clover honeys; she can feel the softening progression of ripeness in a pear; and she can sense how much heat is rising in a panful of gravy, lentils, garlic.
~ Diana Abu-Jaber
It was a hot summer—there wasn't any other kind in Boston
~ Diana Gabaldon
Damn! Blazing Hades! That filth-eating son of a pig-fart!
~ Diana Gabaldon
Oh, don't you?" Nicholls raised one honey-colored brow at him and glanced briefly but meaningfully at Miss Woodford. His tone was jocular, but his look was not, and Grey wondered just how much Mr. Nicholls had had to drink. Nicholls was flushed of cheek and glittering of eye, but that might be only the heat of the room, which was considerable, and the excitement of the party
~ Diana Gabaldon
and he shuddered in spite of the heat and crossed himself.
~ Diana Gabaldon