Quotes About Cold

We Woosters freeze like the dickens when we seek sympathy and meet with cold reserve. Nothing further Jeeves, I said with quiet dignity.

The cosy glow which had been enveloping the Duke became shot through by a sudden chill. It was as if he had been luxuriating in a warm shower bath, and some hidden hand had turned on the cold tap.

Mr Pett, receiving her cold glance squarely between the eyes, felt as if he were being disembowelled by a clumsy amateur.

London was too big to be angry with. It took no notice of him. It did not care whether he was glad to be there or sorry, and there was no means of making it care. That is the peculiarity of London. There is a sort of cold unfriendliness about it. A city like New York makes the new arrival feel at home in half an hour; but London is a specialist in what Psmith in his letter had called the Distant Stare. You have to buy London's good-will.

His manner had the offensive jauntiness of the man who has had a cold bath when he might just as easily have had a hot one.

All things come to him who waits, and among them is that unpleasant sensation of a cold hand upon the portion of the body which lies behind the third waistcoat button.

Cold is the ogre that drives all beautiful things into hiding

Joan Valentine was a tall girl with wheat-gold hair and eyes as brightly blue as a November sky when the sun is shining on a frosty world. There was in them a little of November's cold glitter, too, for Joan had been through much in the last few years; and experience, even when it does not harden, erects a defensive barrier between its children and the world.

It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all timetables.

Along the Chilean coast, with cold and winter, when rain falls washing the weeks. Listen: solitude becomes music once more, and it seems its appearance is that of air, of rain, that time, something with wave and wings, passes by, grows. And the harp awakes from oblivion.

The water was pure and cold and came out of the Apennines tasting like snow melted in the hands of a pretty girl.

It was during this terrible night that the three wounded died, and the jeeps froze solid.

He turned reluctantly, driven away by the cold, but still listening until he passed into noisy spring again and found his way back home. He took the silence with him, though; he heard it in his dreams, where a part of him waited patiently for the ancient dreamers to speak a word as old and slow as stone.

January. It was all things. And it was one thing, like a solid door. Its cold sealed the city in a gray capsule. January was moments, and January was a year. January rained the moments down, and froze them in her memory:

Trust me. I've seen it in London and I've seen it with shipwreck. Death by scurvy is worse. It would be better if the Thing took us all tonight. And with that we went below to the flame-flickering Darkness of the lower deck and to a cold almost the equal of the Dante-esque Ninth Circle Arctic Night without.

In this cold, teeth can shatter after two or three hours—actually explode—sending shrapnel of bone and enamel flying inside the cavern of one's clenched jaws.

that winter was colder'n a crib full of witch's tits

That water's colder'n hell! That's what makes it good. That's what makes it help all your bruises'n bumps'n stuff. It's colder'n a goddam witch's tit in there!

The morning had dawned clear and cold, with a crispness that hinted at the end of summer.

Sibelius justified the austerity of his old age by saying that while other composers were engaged in manufacturing cocktails, he offered the public pure cold water.

perpetuity in a home is a blanket for the cold years that come with age.

La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid

You are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger as the flint bears fire; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank, And straight is cold again.

Fire hath its force abated by water, not by wind; and anger must be allayed by cold words, and not by blustering threats.