I allowed myself a microscopic view into his ice-colored eyes. It was like viewing one of those photographs of the Arctic region – very foreign, exotic, clearly a place you’ve never dreamed of going.

Her albino hair illuminated my dreams, shining brighter than moonlight.

I? I am the wind,’ said Thowra. ‘I come, I pass, and I am gone.’ The strange feathers moved up and down, the strange voice said tartly: ‘And are your sons the same?’ ‘My son...

When you’re on the ice, you have very little time, you see very little, and everything happens really quick.

Some of these guys… I’ve worked with Ice Cube, I think he’s an immensely talented rapper and actor.

She had never known that ice could take on so many shades of blue: sharp lines of indigo like the deepest sea, aquamarine shadows, even the glint of blue-green where the sun struck just so.

Sea ice conditions have remained stable in Antarctica generally.

You breathed.

Something in her demanded victimization and terror, so she corrupted my dreams, led me into dark places I had no wish to explore. It was no longer clear to me which of us was the...

I’ll put some ice in your coffee, to cover up the fact that it was already cold and old. I do this because my love for you is slightly warmer and newer.

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

Spoon the sauce over the ice cream. It will harden. This is what you have been working for.

If I offer you a glass of water, and bring back a cup of ice, I’m trying to teach you patience. And also that sometimes you get ice with no water, and later you’ll get...

Fear melts like ice when we allow love’s divine light to shine upon our ignorance.

She herself did not seem quite real. She was pale and almost transparent, the victim I used for my own enjoyment in dreams.

A swimming pool full of coffee would be great to jump in first thing in the morning. After all, people often call me the Molly Brown of the Brown-water Bathtub. Also, I hate ice in...

In January in Northern Russia, everything vanishes beneath a deep blanket of whiteness. Rivers, fields, trees, roads, and houses disappear, and the landscape becomes a white sea of mounds and hollows. On days when the...

Now just the thought of eating ice cream puts pounds on me.

Over the vistas broke a cold gray light, such as seen in those false dawns that are neither night nor true morning, when the world and all its contents seem but shapes of mist, formed...