Cold Like Ice Quotes

#1. When I picked him up originally, the boy's spirit was soft and cold, like ice-cream. He started melting in my arms. Then warming up completely. Healing.

Markus Zusak

#2. He smelled of cold. Like ice and snow on the harshest days of winter.

Amanda Hocking

#3. His lips felt dry with a literal thirst for righteousness, which was like a glass of ice-cold water on a table in another man's room.

Graham Greene

#4. We were letting go of October, relinquishing color,
readying ourselves for streets lacquered with ice,
the town closed like a walnut, locked inside the cold.

Mark Perlberg

#5. In love afairs, there is no mediator like a merry, simple-hearted child - ever ready to cement divided hearts, to span the unfriendly gulf of custom, to melt the ice of cold reserve, and overthrow the separating walls of dread formality and pride.

Anne Bronte

#6. Religion is like an ice cold whiskey on a hot day.

Ernest Hemingway,

#7. I lie in the dirt and pretend his words about my love don't hurt, but they slice me like the ice cold winds of winter. It takes all of the power I have left to lie there quietly and not remind him of the promises he has not kept.

Inger Iversen

#8. "Ice" came in when my friends would say "cold as ice" - if you could rap and battle people you'd say "Dude, that was ice cold." It had nothing to do with jewelry. Back then, it was like "Your cold, dawg." "Vanilla Ice - that's cold."

Vanilla Ice

#9. She had seen those eyes dark with brooding anger and cold as ice, she'd seen his gaze veiled like a spiderweb and shattering like a gate under pressure. But she'd never seen them as they were now. Full of wondering joy and disbelief, and an almost frightened awe.

L.J.Smith

#10. Drinking really cold beer is like slapping yourself in the face with an ice pick.

Michael Jackson

#11. A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.

George R R Martin

#12. Patience is like ice cold water runing truth your veins, but our love will be immense

Alejandro Perez

#13. Ice princess? Hardly. She was the opposite of cold. Christ, just the sight of her made Matty want to speak in fucking verse like he was Shakespeare incarnate. Genna

J.M. Darhower

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

Veronica Roth

#15. Dying is so simple. A fleeting moment of suffering. In the blink of an eye you are over the threshold, into another world. No more pain, no more fears. You sleep so well there.
Dying is like rubbing snow together, setting fire to a whole winter of cold and ice.

Shan Sa

#16. What's it like? Being married?
Cold feet. Middle of the night you're sleeping, suddenly, wham, you've got ice cold feet warming themselves on the back of your legs.

Alan Brennert

#17. With wings like clear ice, the purple-black fairy flew down and pressed her tiny lips to Ilyenna's. Suddenly, the cold embraced her like an old friend. She felt as if winter's secrets were hidden somewhere deep inside her, waiting to be discovered.

Amber Argyle

#18. The road was frozen. The village lay quiet under the cold sky. Komako hitched up the skirt of her kimono and tucked it into her obi. The moon shone like a blade frozen in blue ice.

Yasunari Kawabata

#19. He'd fallen in the trap before of believing she had the cold soul of an ice queen, but moments like these, it seemed more like she'd been encased a long time ago and couldn't break free.

Katherine McIntyre

#20. Birds are flyin' south for winter. Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north, Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin', Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth. He says, It's not that I like ice Or freezin' winds and snowy ground. It's just sometimes it's kind of nice To be the only bird in town.

Shel Silverstein

#21. My Love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her entreat?

Edmund Spenser

#22. By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
Not that year.
Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die. Day after grey day the ice stayed hard; the world remained unfriendly and cold.

Neil Gaiman

#23. His voice was like the cracking of ice on a winter lake, and the words were mocking

George R R Martin

#24. The desert is cold early in the morning. Laying down on that sand is like laying on a block of ice.

Steven Michael Quezada

#25. I stare into the fridge. Like a mirrored image of myself. Cold and empty, and the lights come on only when you open the door. Otherwise ice-cold purring darkness.

Hallgrimur Helgason

#26. It was a large store and i did not like to go in it because its brightness was cold, like sunlight on distant ice.

Chaim Potok

#27. Jim flinched when their hands met. "Your hands are like ice."
She snatched her hands back and shoved them into her pockets. "You know what they say - cold hands, warm heart.

Nicki Edwards

#28. What it really was like to live a life determined by the struggle to be free, as desert dwellers' days are determined by the struggle against thirst and those of dwellers amid snow and ice by the struggle against the numbing of cold.

Nadine Gordimer

#29. Life was like the ice on an early-winter pond: more fragile than it appeared to be, riddled by hidden fractures, with a cold darkness below.

Dean Koontz

#30. His voice was like ice, cold and unforgiving, which was like hearing a different Draven altogether. Here he wasn't my Draven, soft and gentle. NO, here he was the Master, here he was the one in control ... here, he was a God!

Stephanie Hudson

#31. The air in the room was so cold, the exposed flesh of his face felt like ice. "I'll be the first person to get frostbite in a house sleeping several feet from a roaring fire.

Hunter Shea

#32. Everyone knows that ice cream is worth the trouble of being cold. Like all things virtuous, you have to suffer to gain the reward.

Brandon Sanderson

#33. Dona Crista laughed a bit. "Oh, Pip, I'd be glad for you to try. But do believe me, my dear friend, touching her heart is like bathing in ice."
I imagine. I imagine it feels like bathing in ice to the person touching her. But how does it feel to her? Cold as she is, it must surely burn like fire.

Orson Scott Card

#34. All the Christmases roll down toward the two-tongued sea, like a cold and headlong moon bundling down the sky that was our street; and they stop at the rim of the ice-edged, fish-freezing waves, and I plunge my hands in the snow and bring out whatever I can find.

Dylan Thomas

#35. That is how they are. That is how the Cold Peace has made them. Afraid of what is new and different, and filled with hatred like ice. She

Cassandra Clare