Cold Quotes - Page 29

• It is difficult to find anything more healthy to drink than good cold water, such as flows down to us from springs and snows of our mountains. This is the beverage we should drink. It should be our drink at all times.

  Brigham Young

  Spring, Snow, Water

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• She got under the covers and put her arms around the bag. She could smell Tibby. It used to be she couldn't smell Tibby's smell in the way you couldn't smell your own; it was too familiar. But tonight she could. This was some living part of Tibby still here and she held on to it. There was more of Tibby with her here and now than in what she had seen in the cold basement room that day.

  Ann Brashares

  Smell, Bags, Tonight

  Ann Brashares (2011). “Sisterhood Everlasting (Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants): A Novel”, p.54, Random House

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• The Old Language really was beautiful, Blay thought. Staring at the symbols, for one brief, ridiculous moment he imagined his own name across Qhuinn's shoulders, carved into that smooth skin in the manner of the mating ritual. Never going to happen. They were destined to be best friends...which, compared to strangers, was something huge. Compared to lovers? It was the cold side of a locked door.

  J.R. Ward

  Beautiful, Doors, Names

  J.R. Ward (2010). “Lover Mine: A Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood”, p.28, Penguin

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• Before The World Was Made If I make the lashes dark and the eyes more bright and the lips more scarlet, or ask if all be right from mirror after mirror, no vanity's displayed: I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made. What if I look upon a man as though on my beloved, and my blood be cold the while and my heart unmoved? Why should he think me cruel or that he is betrayed? I'd have him love the thing that was before the world was made.

  William Butler Yeats

  Eye, Heart, Dark

  1928 'A Woman Young and Old', part 2 'Before the World was Made', stanza 1. Collected in The Winding Stair and Other Poems (1933).

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• Laughter, on the other hand, " Petrarch went on, "is an explosion that tears us away from the world and throws us back into our own cold solitude. Joking is a barrier between man and the world. Joking is the enemy of love and poetry. That's why I tell you yet again, and you want to keep in mind: Boccaccio doesn't understand love. Love can never be laughable. Love has nothing in common with laughter.

  Milan Kundera

  Laughter, Men, Hands

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• Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.

  George R. R. Martin

  Night, Ends, Melisandre

  George R. R. Martin (2003). “A Storm of Swords: A Song of Ice and Fire: Book Three”, p.515, Bantam

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• ..the fields might fall to fallow and the birds might stop their song awhile; the growing things might die and lie in silence under snow, while through it all the cold sea wore its face of storms and death and sunken hopes...and yet unseen beneath the waves a warmer current ran that, in its time, would bring the spring.

  Susanna Kearsley

  Song, Lying, Spring

  Susanna Kearsley (2016). “The Susanna Kearsley Collection”, p.708, Allison & Busby Ltd

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• The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his handsome face was cold with the rage of battle, and... "And his arm looked like an eggplant," Clary muttered to herself in exasperation.

  Cassandra Clare

  Dark, Eggplant, Black

  Cassandra Clare (2012). “Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instruments Series (5 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls”, p.27, Simon and Schuster

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• The strongest, toughest men all have compassion. They're not heartless and cold. You have to be man enough to have compassion - to care about people and about your children" (217) - John Singleton "Oh Man, I've Become My Father

  Denzel Washington

  Children, Father, Men

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• Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

  Ray Bradbury

  Pain, Eye, Night

  Ray Bradbury (2017). “Something Wicked This Way Comes: A Novel”, p.180, Simon and Schuster

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• You overrate my capacity of love. I don't posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.

  Thomas Hardy

  Believe, Childhood, Half

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• A cold realisation washed over me. From now on, my master would not always be there to protect and counsel me. 'This is big. Too big,' I said. 'What do I do?' 'You follow your destiny,' Ryoko said. 'As we all do. With honour and courage.

  Alison Goodman

  Destiny, Bigs, Masters

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• The people are immensely likable— cheerful, extrovert, quick-witted, and unfailingly obliging. Their cities are safe and clean and nearly always built on water. They have a society that is prosperous, well ordered, and instinctively egalitarian. The food is excellent. The beer is cold. The sun nearly always shines. There is coffee on every corner. Life doesn't get much better than this.

  Bill Bryson

  Coffee, Beer, Cities

  Bill Bryson (2001). “In a Sunburned Country”, Broadway

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• An idea is like a cold germ: sooner or later someone always catches it.

  Stephen King

  Ideas, Germs, Sooner Or Later

  Stephen King (2013). “Under the Dome: A Novel”, p.206, Simon and Schuster

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• The way I pictured it, all this grief would be like a winter night when you're standing outside. You'll warm up once you get used to the cold. Except after you've been out there for awhile, you feel the warmth draining out of you and you realize the opposite is happening; you're getting colder and colder, as the body heat you brought outside with you seeps out of your skin. Instead of getting used to it, you get weaker the longer you endure it.

  Rob Sheffield

  Grief, Winter, Night

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• The first thing you notice about New Orleans are the burying grounds - the cemeteries - and they're a cold proposition, one of the best things there are here. Going by, you try to be as quiet as possible, better to let them sleep. Greek, Roman, sepulchres- palatial mausoleums made to order, phantomesque, signs and symbols of hidden decay - ghosts of women and men who have sinned and who've died and are now living in tombs. The past doesn't pass away so quickly here. You could be dead for a long time

  Bob Dylan

  Sleep, Past, Men

  Bob Dylan (2011). “Chronicles”, p.157, Simon and Schuster

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• There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.

  Arthur Conan Doyle

  Lying, Book, Sunshine

  Arthur Conan Doyle (2007). “The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Short Stories: The Return of Sherlock Holmes, His Last Bow and The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes (Non-slipcased Edition) (Vol. 2) (The Annotated Books)”, p.1443, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Since I didn't have a spork handy, I leaned over the sink and scooped up a palmful of cold water and pressed it against my face. There had to be a better option than a violent sporking. There had to be a way to get rid of my dad.

  Devon Monk

  Dad, Water, Way

  Devon Monk (2009). “Magic in the Shadows: An Allie Beckstrom Novel”, p.13, Penguin

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• Birds, except when broiled and in the society of a cold bottle, bored him stiff.

  P. G. Wodehouse

  Bored, Bird, Bottles

  P. G. Wodehouse (2015). “My Man Jeeves”, p.5, Booklassic

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• Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?" said a cold, drawling voice. Draco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe and Goyle right behind him. "Yeah, reckon so," said Harry casually. "Got plenty of special features, hasn't it?" said Malfoy, eyes glittering maliciously. "Shame it doesn't come with a parachute - in case you get too near a Dementor." Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. "Pity you can't attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy," said Harry. "Then it could catch the Snitch for you.

  J. K. Rowling

  Eye, Voice, Mentor

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• Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.

  Jean-Paul Sartre

  Dark, Sea, Sun

  Jean-Paul Sartre (2007). “Nausea”, p.153, New Directions Publishing

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• Why are we so attached to the severities of the past? Why are we so proud of having endured our fathers and our mothers, the fireless days and the meatless days, the cold winters and the sharp tongues? It's not as if we had a choice.

  Hilary Mantel

  Mother, Father, Winter

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• Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your warm body. Among all the people Your absence The people who are always Not you. I have been easy with trees Too long. Too familiar with mountains. Joy has been a habit. Now Suddenly This rain.

  Jack Gilbert

  Rain, Yellow, Long

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• A smile flitted across War's mouth, hidden by her helmet. She had little patience for religion (although she approved heartily of the religious fanatics who sought to cleanse the world of heresy), and the only faith War had was in cold steel and hot blood.

  Jackie Morse Kessler

  Religious, War, Blood

  Jackie Morse Kessler (2010). “Hunger”, p.150, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• He bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gas-light of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.

  Edith Wharton

  Winter, Night, Light

  Edith Wharton (2015). “The Age of Innocence”, p.97, Booklassic

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