Quotes About Cold

The air was bright with a clean, cold smell like dark water dipped out of a rain barrel in winter, perhaps a harbinger that the gifts of the earth are many, all of them waiting to be discovered.

Up close, she could see the sharp, cold, look that she constantly shot at Mr. Treviso, particularly when there was a break, and she was waiting to come in. It shattered illusion for Mildred. She preferred to remain at a distance, to enjoy this child as she seemed, rather than as she was.

It was so cold outside that a lawyer would have his hands in his own pockets.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. I have to admit, it is a tasty dish. Play Hard or Go Home GROWING UP, I had zero interest in being a writer.

about Mom, and how stupid I was for doing this. Also, how glad I was that I didn't have to camp out in a dark, cold storage locker that night. (Seriously—what was I thinking?) And when Mom said she was coming first thing in the morning, she meant it. By six o'clock, Mrs. Galletta was waking me up and asking Mom if we wanted breakfast before we left.

catalepsy could be triggered by disease, certain drugs, or traumatic shock. And if the "undead" was cooled down—for instance, by being stored inside a morgue's cold room—the brain would remain functional until death took over or the person awoke.

It was colder than a mother-in-law's glare out here.

All my indispositions have their source in my mind. It is when I am restless and unhappy that I become susceptible of cold, damp, heats, and such nonsense.

I'm a very unhealthy person, and Montreal is very cold, and I'm usually sick when I'm there.

I said it's a cold universe and I don't mean that metaphorically. If you go out into space, it's cold. It's really cold and we don't know what's up there. We happen to be in this little pocket where there's a sun. What have we got except love and each other to guard against all that isolation and loneliness?

What might be happening in human beings who experience near death is that they are getting cold, but before they get so cold that they would die, they're actually diminishing their oxygen consumption in a way that is unknown. And that extends their survival limits, so they can appear dead but actually not be dead.

You call this a party? The beer is warm, the women cold and I'm hot under the collar.

The moon carries the masks of meningitis into bedrooms, fills the wombs of pregnant women with cold water and, as soon as I'm not careful, throws handfuls of grass on my shoulders.

As millions of women have done before me, I pulled domesticity over my head like a blanket and found I was still cold.

Pressed for rules and verities, All i recolelct are these: Feed a cold and starve a fever. Argue with no true believer. Think-too-long is never-act. Scratch a myth and find a fact.

Clear nights are sometimes the coldest.

I keep reading that I'm cold. But I'm not, I'm shy. And I play a lot of women of fire and sexuality like an animal - so I'm cold on one side and fiery on the other.

The writings of women are always cold and pretty like themselves. There is as much wit as you may desire, but never any soul.

You're a fool, " Quinhelm accused. "Any man who would allow himself to be bewitched by a woman needs a good dunking in a cold barrel of water." (Quinhelm, the wizard, from BRIGGEN)

Whenever it gets a little cold in L.A., it gives me an excuse to light my fireplace. You could stare at that joint for, like, a cool two hours. It's entrancing.

Antarctica is otherworldly, like nothing I've ever seen before. Stark, cold, beautiful desolation.

Because of the need to remove all modernism, we stayed in the middle of nowhere all day long, living out of tents. It was cold. It definitely set the scene.

That cold accretion called the world, which, so terrible in the mass, is so unformidable, even pitiable, in its units.

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,No comfortable feel in any member—No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds—November!