I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind...

A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.

If you add your hot passion to the cold attitude of another person, it becomes lukewarm. Don’t stand on the toes of dwarfs; stand on the shoulders of giants!

Winter has arrived in North London. Snow has settled. The white snow looks beautiful and covers everything my eyes can see, yet beneath the incomprehensible beauty, the snow freezes greenery which struggles to breathe. Green...

I could feel something cold stalking my heart. It was fear. They all begin this way, I thought, with pledges of love.

So when you’re coldFrom the inside outAnd don’t know what to do,Remember love and friendship, And warmth will come to you.

(…) a man encased in ice, his eyes hard and his voice like a frosty exhale.

In the winter she curls up around a good book and dreams away the cold.

I fall asleepCall it deep while all is well be-Cause my life seems like a freestyle mean-While asleep on the couch I dream it’s a written piece and nowThe symphony’s soundingShouting out to these feet...

Boxing gloves/oven mitts could be used to fight fires. My uppercut can knock you out cold, like melting ice. Sip it slowly.

Seasons of the heart. To get through what I must I’m often encased in ice and for months he chips away until he can see my face and after a while, I begin to thaw....

Shut up. Don’t make me tell you again.”We shut up, which I find hysterically funny.

I felt the kind of peace you feel when you come in from a hot afternoon and pour cold water over your feet.

I started feeling this little lump in my throat, like you would feel if you have swollen glands or something like that, like you’d feel if you have a cold, so I didn’t really think...

Her screams spiraled up into the night air

Nothing burns like the cold.

I don’t know is she loves me anymore, or if she hates me, or if she just don’t care one way or the other, she ain’t showing a thing to me since. Sooth, friendly, nothing....

Wanderess, Wanderess, weave us a story of seduction and ruse. Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.’…I jot this phrase of invocation in my old leather-bound notebook on a bright, cold morning at...

… If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes...

Alphabet soup is my magic eight ball. Served hot or cold, words are delicious.

Outside the window, there slides past that unimaginable and deserted vastness where night is coming on, the sun declining in ghastly blood-streaked splendour like a public execution across, it would seem, half a continent, where...

…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine.

I don’t like cold people at all. It makes me feel really insecure.

If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.

Why are you crying?” shivered the otter. “Because I am cold!” shouted the gnome. “Then why are you shouting?” chattered the otter. “Because,” yelled the gnome, “when I shout it gets part of the cold...

It was cold and barren. It was no longer the view that I remembered. The sunshine of her presence was far from me. The charm of her voice no longer murmured in my ear.

One cold November, I resolved to kill the staircase spawn… (“Staircase Man” by Diane Doniol-Valcroze & Arthur K. Flam)

You know it’s a real salvation when Baptists use cold water.

Why do firemen wear jackets? I wouldn’t think they’d get cold running around in burning buildings.

I think of myself more as a workhorse actor. It will be hot and cold and up and down, but no one will kick me out of the business.

The most compelling narrative, expressed in sentences with which I have no chemical reaction, or an adverse one, leaves me cold.

Let it rain on some days,Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it’s Spring you’ll know why it was all worth going through.

The heart can get really cold if all you’ve known is winter.

He was cold and ugly, so I lent him my invisible cloak. He was grateful and said if I was ever in the area again, I should try to find him.

Winter is coming, warned the Stark words, and truly it had come to them with a vengeance. But it is high summer for House Lannister. So why am I so bloody cold?

It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How coldly...

A simple leather jacket… has gotten me through cocktail parties in New York and cold nights in Afghanistan.

And instead of dying Immediately after they shot him, he would go on to survive several days solely because of the cold that January. Maybe that’s why we are drawn to those who posses the...

Men do not become tyrants in order that they may not suffer cold.

Kakimi chertyami oni viigrali holodnuyu voinu?”This translates roughly to: “How the hell did these people win the Cold War?

A cold heart is my protection mechanism. I don’t really feel anything for anyone.

I’ve never seen a truly great fighter get knocked onto the ropes unconscious… knocked out cold before… and I saw Roy Jones get knocked out twice in a row.

I dont hate it he thought, panting in the cold air, the iron New England dark; I dont. I dont! I dont hate it! I dont hate it!