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Quotes About Frost

There were no chambers now along the passageway and consequently no lights. There was a glow up ahead, however—fitful and cold, but bright enough to illuminate both the ground she stumbled over, which was bare earth, and the silvery frost on the walls.
~ Clive Barker
Iceland, the land of frost and fire, rugged glaciers and smoldering volcanoes
~ Clive Cussler
The semicircular lawn, lightly frosted now, its flanking gravel drive and the laural-planted beds beyond, all looked sour and sullen. They wore the depressing neatness of ground laid out expressly to save the bother of gardening.
~ Colin Watson
rare frost that morning, the wind howling
~ Colson Whitehead
But frost, like the crystallized dreams of autumn, began to coat the clearing with its sugar glaze.
~ Victoria Logue
The Great Frost was, historians tell us, the most severe that has ever visited these islands. Birds froze in mid-air and fell like stones to the ground. At Norwich a young countrywoman started to cross the road in her usual robust health and was seen by onlookers to turn visibly to powder and be blown in a puff of dust over the roofs as the icy blast struck her at the street corner.
~ Virginia Woolf
Stilletos of a frozen stillicide [...] In the lovely line heading this comment the reader should note the last word. My dictionary defines it as 'a succession of drops falling from the eaves, eavesdrop, cavesdrop.' I remember having encountered it for the first time in a poem by Thomas Hardy. The bright frost has eternalized the bright eavesdrop.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
And let me not leave out the moon—for surely there must be a moon, the full, incredibly clear disc that goes so well with Russian lusty frosts. So there it comes, steering out of a flock of small dappled clouds, which it tinges with a vague iridescence; and, as it sails higher, it glazes the runner tracks left on the road, where every sparkling lump of snow is emphasized by a swollen shadow.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
Y así la encontraron, muerta entre sus raíces, una gélida mañana de invierno.
~ Laura Gallego García
Spirit is to matter, as ice is to water, in other words: the same substance, but in a different state. As you admire the beauty of the intricate frost lacework on a winter windowpane, you might pause to reflect that invisible lines of force existed before the frost. The cold manifests the beauty of the lines of force.
~ Laurence Galian
The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him; he iced his office in the dog-days; and didn't thaw it one degree at Christmas.
~ Charles Dickens
Winter giveth the fields, and the trees so old, Their beards of icicles and snow...
~ Charles duc d'Orléans
Frost knew we don't win contemporary markets by adding a feature or shaving the price point. The trick is to make innovations that make people blink with surprise and perhaps shiver with desire.
~ Grant McCracken
I make no apologies for you. After all, each one of us is little more than the meager residue of the infinite unrealized possibilities of our lives.
~ Gregory Frost
Stop! let me go back because the sparkling frost covers the yard and now your last stop on Earth is frozen
~ Gretchen VanOstrand
Winter was coming.
~ Guy Gavriel Kay
Well, life has been a baffled vehicle And baffling. But she fights, and Has fought, according to her lights and The lenience of her whirling-place. She fights with semi-folded arms, Her strong bag, and the stiff Frost of her face (that challenges "When" and "If.") And altogether she does Rather Well.
~ Gwendolyn Brooks
Come September, the middle of September when the first frost comes, that's hunting season. Fishing poles are hung up and the hunting season starts. You've got to be careful, if you're a hunter, that it doesn't become an obsession.
~ Bud Grant
I leant upon a coppice gateWhen Frost was specter-gray,And Winter's dregs made desolateThe weakening eye of day.
~ Thomas Hardy
Oh! where do fairies hide their heads, When snow lies on the hills, When frost has spoiled their mossy beds, And crystallized their rills?
~ Thomas Haynes Bayly
It's no secret - I love detective fiction. One of the reasons I love being in London is because I like to watch all the shows on TV. I watch them all. I like 'Detective Frost.'
~ Patti Smith
That day there was no sun only a paleness in the haze and the country was white with frost and the shrubs were like polar isomers of their own shapes. Wild rams ghosted away up those rocky draws and the wind swirled down cold and gray from the snowy reeks above them, a smoking region of wild vapors blowing down through the gap as if the world up there were all afire.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Die Spielleute nennen ihn den Wald, in dem die Nacht schläft, hatte der starke Mann erklärt, als sie in eine Schlucht durchquerten, die selbst bei Tag so dunkel war, dass sie kaum ihre Hand vor Augen sah. Aber die Moosweibchen haben ihn den Bärtigen Wald getauft, wegen all der heilenden Flechten, die an den Rinden wachsen. Ja, der Name gefiel ihr besser. Durch den Frost sahen vielen Bäume tatsächlich aus wie betagte Riesen.
~ Cornelia Funke
February turned into March and Hiccup was still thinking. A few flowers made the mistake of appearing and were immediately blasted out of existence by a couple of hard frosts that had kept themselves back for this very purpose.
~ Cressida Cowell