Quotes About Cold

Often, when you're on a movie set, you're miserable. It's cold. You're hungry. You're tired. It's still dark out. And yet, there's no place I'd rather be. It's the happiest I am, and the most calm.

Christmas in the Caribbean, after a tiring flight, may sweep you out of the cold but it's not a real Christmas, is it?

No matter how she beseeched the stars for guidance, their light remained far away and cold; they provided no answers and no comfort.

I knew by the signs it would be a hard winter. The hollies bore a heavy crop of berries and birds stripped them bare. Crows quarreled in reaped fields and owls cried in the mountains, mournful as widows. Fur and moss grew thicker than usual. Cold rains came, driven sideways through the trees by north winds, and snows followed.

Beyond the window, snow fell like frozen drops of poison.

His eyes were green and cold and brilliant with murder.

A voice called out, cold as chloroform and old shame.

The gods spit on those without honor, you know! It'll be a cold hell, and a dark one, for you!" "I'm chock-full of honor, sir. Got lots of it. Keep it right here between my empty stomach and my puckered white ass, which you may kiss, by the way.

Q: What do Eskimos get from sitting on the ice too long? A: Polaroids.

Q: Why did the man put his money in the freezer? A: He wanted cold hard cash.

Q: Where do snowmen keep their money? A: In snow banks.

Fear was there, too, cold and hot at the same time, making everything in the plain room sharper, with fewer shadows.

O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard, Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure

My favorite New York memory is that blizzard in '96. I get chills thinking about it. It's my favorite time here - call me crazy. I'm from Canada, and it's very cold up there.

Winter in # Maine is a time of alternating rest and frenzied activity.

If youve ever lived in Chicago, anyone who has, they know what a winter in Chicago is like. To be going through a tough time here in the winter would be just be all the more worse.

The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco

The captain has been telling how, in one of his Arctic voyages, it was so cold that the mate's shadow froze fast to the deck and had to be ripped loose by main strength. And even then he got only about two-thirds of it back.

Heart may still be the fire in hearth but I'm suddenly too cold to continue, and besides, there's no hearth here anyway and it's the end of June. Thursday. Almost noon. And all the buttons on my corduroy coat are gone. I don't know why. I'm sorry Hailey. I don't know what to do.

Outside a thunderstorm begins to crack and spit rain at the windows. Lightning builds shadows. A wind howls like the wounded, filling everyone with cold, bone weary dread.

It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow. Like it has pulled it on, the way you pull on a sweater. Next to the train line, footprints were sunken to their shins. Trees wore blankets of ice. As you may expect, someone has died.

20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper. 'The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and…' She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of her papa going to war and grabs her jacket at each side of her body. 'And it's cold, Max. It's so cold…

Todo el mundo sabe que una bola de nieve en la cara es el comienzo perfecto de una amistad duradera.

He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.