Quotes About Cold

I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.

In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.

There was no more grass, no flowers, not even any moss: dusty granite blocks covered the ice and an occasional grinding groan reminded us that we were on a slow-moving glacier.

Normally you have news, weather and travel.....but not on snow day, on snow day news is weather is travel.

Cold! If the thermometer had been an inch longer we'd all have frozen to death.

Chicago was started by a bunch of New Yorkers who said "Gee I'm enjoying the crime and the poverty but it just isn't cold enough."

Winter giveth the fields, and the trees so old, their beards of icicles and snow.

It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills.

A lonely fir-tree is standing On a northern barren height; It sleeps, and the ice and snow-drift Cast round it a garment of white.

Don't trust anyone. Be a cold fish. I hurt no one. And no one can hurt me.

We do not want our world to perish. But in our quest for knowledge, century by century, we have placed all our trust in a cold, impartial intellect which only brings us nearer to destruction.

Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure.

I couldn't quite believe this had happened to us. The crushing disbelief, confusion and helplessness had me waiting expectantly for another phone call. Surely he would contact us and clear things up. I leapt with hope every time the phone rang. Even so, I sighed in relief when it wasn't him. What would he say if he did call? He had been so cold.

It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills.

When the water covers the earth the sun will vanish the darkess and the cold will come.When the last dragon and the last Elf break the circle the past and the future will meet. The sun of a new Summer will shine in the sky.

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

Our American professors like their literature clear, cold, pure and very dead.

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

We are bits of stellar matter that got cold by accident, bits of a star gone wrong.

The stars blazed like the love of God, cold and distant.

Love was a delicious blend of warm and cold. There was comfort in making love. It solved no problems: but one could run away from problems.

I love cold, rainy weather.

...if ever the sun rises upon Barbecue, its flavor vanishes like Cinderella's silks, and it becomes cold baked beef - staler in the chill dawn than illicit love.

I love the winter. Well, I love all the seasons, but the winter is possibly one of the most intense.