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Quotes About Cold

Texas is generally 82 degrees year round. I always tell people you don't know cold until you have been to Boston.
~ Marcus Luttrell
The first thing to know about playing baseball in Michigan is, Michigan's really cold.
~ Derek Jeter
I love snow; I love building snowman. The only thing I don't like is the cold - so if we could have a hot Christmas, that would be amazing.
~ Ella Henderson
The problem with certainty is that sometimes it can sound cold and heartless, although it is the most compassionate and supportive answer.
~ Yehuda Berg
Michigan, the state that invented winter.
~ Robyn Carr
Bob Allison fouled one, took two balls, swung and missed, swung and missed, and winter descended on the northlands.
~ Roger Angell
Football is violence and cold weather and sex and college rye.
~ Roger Kahn
Noaptea, mi-a fost frig, m-am sculat ÅŸi m-amdus s?-i mai pun înc? o p?tur?.
~ Romain Gary
It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How coldly burns our sun! One would say its rays of light are shards of snow, one imagines the sun lives upon a snow crested peak on this day. One would say she is a woman who wears a gown of winter frost that blinds the eyes. Helplessness has weakened me. Wandering has wearied my legs.
~ Roman Payne
If you have a fever, make sure to take an ice bath to reduce your fever, and put a cold cloth around your forehead and your neck, as it is important to bring your fever down.
~ Ronald Williams
But you know what, baby, that's how you know you love someone with all your heart, when the world get so cold without them.
~ Ronlyn Domingue
Pero ya no habrá tiempo de llorar. Ha terminado la hora de la ceniza para mi corazón. Hace frío sin ti, pero se vive.
~ Roque Dalton
The snow had come down in the night, heavily, covering everything. Millie knew the moment she opened her eyes. The air inside was different, filled with a cold radiance. It was a struggle to leave her bed beside the radiator.
~ Louise Erdrich
The rain was that endless, gray, pounding kind of rain that makes your house feel cold and sad even if your mother's spirit isn't dying upstairs.
~ Louise Erdrich
When it really turned cold, I caught the disease of unfixed dread. I was weary, bedraggled, and my brain had stalled
~ Louise Erdrich
The cold was deeper, the dark blacker, the hard air reassuringly Minnesota. We
~ Louise Erdrich
she thought darkly, sploshing cold Sauvignon Blanc into two glasses and knocking back half of
~ Lucy Diamond
I got up at six o'clock and dressed by lamplight. The fires would not yet be on, of course, and the house would be cold. But I would put on a heavy coat, sit on my feet to keep them from freezing, and with fingers so cramped I could scarcely hold the pen, I would write my stunt for the day.
~ Lucy Maud Montgomery
The sky peeled back for a moment, and a weak ray of sunset spilled over the scene like the diseased eye of some forgetful god -- the light bearing with it cold in place of heat.
~ Luis Alberto Urrea
Were you hurt? Is anything broken?" "Nay." She signed wryly. "But the snow went up me skirts so far me arse is a block of ice.
~ Lynsay Sands
The winter is cold, is cold. All's spent in keeping warm. Has joy been frozen, too? I blow upon my hands Stiff from the biting wind. My heart beats slow, beats slow. What has become of joy? If joy's gone from my heart Then it is closed to You Who made it, gave it life... Elusive, evasive, peace comes Only when it's not sought. Help me forget the cold That grips the grasping world...
~ Madeleine L'Engle
Her instinct was to go out to see what was wrong. Perhaps he had been taken ill. But then she remembered the cold, dead look in Lena's face earlier in the day. This was the end of the road for them, Ivy knew it now. Eventually Louis recovered himself and went on up the stairs. Ernest was happily looking at the television set. 'I'll get you a cup of tea,' Ivy said. She was restless now; she couldn't concentrate.
~ Maeve Binchy
In winter, the lazy man freezes to death.
~ Malcolm Gladwell
Solo en casa un día de invierno al atardecer. Eran las cinco o las cinco y media, en la calle ya hacía frío y estaba oscuro, la lluvia azotada por el viento arañaba las contraventanas de hierro, mis padres se habían ido a tomar un té a casa de Mala y Stashek Rodnitzky, en
~ Amos Oz