779 Quotes About Cold

Was she cold? If he'd stayed with her last night, she wouldn't be cold.

The neighborhood was quiet in that way only the cold could make it, as if freezing sounds before they hit the ground.

But every tomorrow has led to today— to us being alone, hungry, and cold on an unknown island somewhere in the South Pacific.

Echo shifts, and her bottom presses into me. I take advantage and draw her closer. Her tank rides up, and I rest my palm against the heat of her stomach. I lived too long in cold isolation before Echo stumbled into my life, bringing her warmth and love.

Cold is cold.

She tilted her head back, breathing deeply. It was a stone gray day, the sea a bleak slate broken up by whitecaps, the sky pleated with thick ripples of cloud. A hard wind filled the sails, carrying the little boat over the waves. 'It feels good to be this kind of cold,' she murmured. 'This kind?''Wind in your hair, sea spray on your skin. The cold of the living.

When eyes have died in its gaze, know the heart had died in its blaze.

I couldn't shed the cold; it clung to every bit of me.

To feel common after a common cold is quite uncommon.