Cold Quotes - Page 9

My Muse sits forlorn She wishes she had not been born She sits in the cold No word she says is ever told.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning.

The Cold War in Africa is one of the darkest, most disgraceful pages in contemporary history, and everybody ought to be ashamed.

The stars blazed like the love of God, cold and distant.

Evil is merely privative, not absolute: it is like cold, which is the privation of beat.

I'll retire when they pry my cold, dead fingers off of my Bible.

You'll catch your death of cold. Clouseau: Yes, yes I probably will but . . . its all part of life's rich pageantry, you kneau.

One thing about cold weather: it brings out the statistician in everyone.

Men's hearts are cold. They are indifferent.

Neurosis is no worse than a bad cold; you ache all over, and it's made you a mess, but you won't die from it.

You are cold, while you yourself fan flames.

We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends.

He was a bit like a corkscrew. Twisted, cold and sharp.

Life's not linear at all. It happens in lighting flashes. So fast you don't see those lay-you-out cold moments coming at you until you're Wile E. Coyote, steamrolled flat as a pancake by the Road Runner, victim of your own elaborate schemes.

It's lonely and cold on the top... lonely and cold.

All you can hold in your cold dead hand is what you have given away.

The cold never bothered me anyway.

I fear that I have not got much to say about Canada, not having seen much; what I got by going to Canada was a cold.

If your house has Cold Mountain poems They are better for you than sutras Hang them up where you can see them Read them and read them again

I’m exactly as I appear. There is no warm, lovable person inside. Beneath my cold exterior, once you break the ice, you find cold water.

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

In my relations with my father, which are difficult and where I'm often met by coolness and indifference, I am constantly tempted to be cold and indifferent. Yet I know that this is a test if I could take it rightly.

I'd love to knock an audience cold with one note, but what do you do for the rest of the evening?

It's very homely, this castle. It doesn't have huge ballrooms. I didn't want a cold, cavernous place.

This is an industry that doesn't have the common cold... It has cholera.