779 Quotes About Cold

Love is the small repetitive kissesI drew all over you faceWhile your cold handsFound refuge in mine

HIPPOLYTUS: No one burns me, no one fucking touches me. So don’t try.

His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they’re colder than ever. “And that’s where you’d be disappointed, Lou.There is no good to be found in Death.

Frostpine swivelled his head like an irate owl "The air is cold, wet, and moving

Night would settle in like slow blindness, sucking the color from the trees and the low sky and the rocks and the frozen grass and the frost white hydrangeas until there was nothing left in the window but her own reflection.

For every cold sphere of life there is a hot mantle available to reach them all

I couldn't understand; cheating was the one thing I'd told her all those years ago would be unforgivable. She knew, she said, but that was part of what had been confusing her, that I would even have told her that, as if she weren't an actual human being with the freedom to act, but some character in a scenario in my head. There was a quality I had of making the people closest to me feel lonely, somehow. Some essential cold withholding at the core of myself.

What's a colder word for freezing?" Jackson asks, bundled from head to toe in my dad's coat, hat gloves, and the scarf I forced on him."Fucking freezing?"Jackson nods. "It's fucking freezing. I'm not sure I really want a snowman best friend anymore.

This was beyond a joke. This had moved beyond foolishness, slipped over the line into genuine 24 karat Jesus-Christ-I-fucked-up-bigtime territory.