Quotes About Cold

The best times to visit the Gobi and Three Camel Lodge are June, and September through October. By the beginning of November, it is ferociously cold, while October can swing surreally between warm days and clear, chilly nights and frosty mornings dusted with snow - perfect.

When I'm working on a picture, I get up at 6 o'clock in the morning, report to the sound stage for rehearsals at 8, then appear before the camera from 9 to 6. I dread going to lunch, because during that hour my muscles get cold and I have to warm them up again. Standing still is the most miserable thing a dancer has to do.

While we're filming 'Bake Off,' I can get really cold, so I'm often holding a hot-water bottle or layered up under an anorak and a warm hat.

I like to dress really warm when I'm making music. I want the air to be really cold so I can wear really big sweatshirts and jackets.

What I like about the piano is that it's a beautiful hybrid instrument in the sense that it can sound very warm but also very cold.

Being southern and doing bobsled was difficult from the standpoint that I had no idea how to handle the cold and how to dress in the cold, let alone warm up and compete in the cold - so it was a definite shock. I didn't even own a coat when I first started bobsledding!

I keep a very cold apartment - I tend to crank my AC just about as low as it can go. I sleep with a big, warm comforter, even during the summer, and just burrow underneath it.

When there is this dip in the jet stream that brings cold to the East, there's usually a countervailing loop that takes warm air into Alaska or the Arctic.

The tea is ice-cold, the room grows colder and colder, but I grow warmer and warmer.

I'm always up for cinema, and then you hear that, actually, the location is in a very cold place with all the attendant discomforts, and TV is much cosier and warmer.

I'd forgotten how cold it was. Especially when we turned the corner and the wind from off the lake hit us. I was thinking that buying fur-lined boots wasn't enough. Finding some fur-lined underwear might not be a bad idea.

A totally hot ski instructor," Leah suddenly announced excitedly. "That's what you need to take your mind completely off Brad Connor." "How can a ski instructor be hot ?" I asked. "His classroom is a snow-covered hill. He's gotta be cold." Allie rolled her eyes and Leah gave me a sharp look that said she was seriously contemplating throwing the snow she'd just scooped up at me.

He who loves the bristle of bayonets only sees in the glitter what beforehand he feels in his heart. It is avarice and hatred; it is that quivering lip, that cold, hating eye, which built magazines and powder-houses.

It was almost as if nature had sided with Tom Conrad and knew that to warm the air and uncover the blue of the sky would be to mock his tragedy. So she patiently held spring at bay for a while longer, quietly reflecting the dark, cold, seemingly endless dusk that his life had suddenly become. With

Hay cosas que no pueden olvidarse, como el ruido de los aviones o el frío en las manos.

Some people would say again that my attitudes are cold and cerebral; I suppose if you're thinking about American sentimental movies, I suppose they would be.

Republicans can take cold comfort in the fact that the surge in millennial support for Obama that Democrats had hoped for in 2012 didn't turn up.

Jeff Bridges is one of those icons that I put on a very high pedestal, so just to get to chill with him off-camera on cold, rainy days was surreal.

The wet air was as cold as the ashes of love.

and the rain blew in under the porch, not as cold as her lips.

The air-conditioned room was full of cold, but Lipshultz was sweating.

In the bare room under the old library on the hill in the town at the tip of the small peninsula on the cold island so far from everything else, I lived among strangers and birds.

Although there is a human settlement at Jakobshavn, Greenland is an inhuman landscape of never-ending wastes.

It was one of those Hobart spring nights, cold as charity, snow coming down hard on the mountain, the harbour a lather, sleet slapping and scratching at windows and tin roofs like a wild drunk who's been locked out.