Quotes About Ice

Mountainside, cloaked in falling straight into water as smooth and reflective as glass. You knew, looking at it, that it was a mile deep. Lush spring flowers, laughing sky. But changeable, and everywhere bones of rock. Good country in summer, but dangerous if approached without caution and, in winter, utterly isolated from the next valley by the mountains suddenly cloaked in ice and mist. Troll country.

I thought I was hurt in my pride only, forgetting that, when you plunge your hand in freezing water, you feel a bangle of ice round your wrist before the whole hand goes numb.

Baclli swarm within my portals Such as ne'r conceived by mortals, But, bred by scientists, Wise and hoary in some Olympian laboratory. Bacteria as large as mice With feet of fire and heads of ice, Who never interrupt for slumber Their stomping, elephantine rumba. ( From the poem--- " The Common Cold " )

Winter, I wrote, was akin to living inside a refrigerator.

God made ice for hockey and scotch, and that's about it.

Beauclaire focused his attention, and I felt his magic send shivers of ice along my arms.

I know," said Beth, hugging her tightly. "I know." She looked back fearfully at the black hole in the ice. Then she turned her back on it. Clutching her sister, she started up the bank on wobbly legs toward the car and the road home.

You know how to check fer thin ice, boy?" he would ask me. "Wall, what you do is stick one foot way out ahead of you and stomp the ice real hard and listen fer it to make a crackin' sound. Thar now, did you hear how the ice cracked whan Ah stomped it? Thet means it's too thin to hold a man's weight. Now pull me up out of hyar and we'll run back to shore and see if we kin built a fahr b'fore Ah freezes to death!

There were rings unseen on his second hand. One was blood in a flowing band. One of air all whisper thin, And the ring of ice had a flaw within. Full faintly shone the ring of flame, And the final ring was without name.

People even travelled to Lapland, up there in the North, with its eternal ice and savages who gorged themselves on raw fish.

I climb the side of a volcano carved from ice, heat drawn from the well of devotion that is the female heart.

He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And... he's wonderful. - Tim Latimer

Jock's drinking didn't help matters. At four o'clock every afternoon when we were in Bombay, we met the rest of the family on the veranda for cocktails. There was a ritual to it, I learned very quickly, every feature played out to the letter, how much ice went in, how much lime, the air filling with a tangy zest that I felt at the back of my throat.

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

The cold earth steps below, Above the cold sky shone; And all around, with a chilling sound, From caves of ice and fields of snow, The breathe of night like death did flow Beneath the sinking moon.

You use a plate; you wash the plate. The same is true with ice trays, right? Every time you dump out the cubes you wash the tray before refilling. Some refrigeration experts claim ice tastes better if you wash those trays less frequently because minerals from the water build up in the trays and make the ice taste better. So stop washing them every time you empty them.

Geometry exists as an innate phenomenon in our consciousness. In the external world a perfectly formed snow crystal would never exist. But in our consciousness lies the glittering and flawless knowledge of perfect ice.

in our consciousness lies the glittering and flawless knowledge of perfect ice.

darkened because of the ice and the inflow of melting snow,

By the breath of God the ice is formed and the watery expanses are frozen.

From whose womb does the ice emerge? Who gives birth to the frost from heaven,

He casts forth His hail like pebbles. Who can withstand His icy blast?