Top 35 Cold Streets Quotes
#1. A city is a strange place for dawn. The sun just can't seem to make any headway in the cold streets
Steve Toltz
#2. My heart beats, echoes into the cold streets where nightmares and darkness begin to meet.
Tyga
#3. Luck: when your burst of energy doesn't run afoul of someone else's.
Mignon McLaughlin
#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. Traffic counting was very boring and cold to sit out on the streets of New Haven in five pairs of pants - well, that's an exaggeration; it was three pairs of pants - in November for hours and hours clicking buttons counting which cars go left, right, and forward.
John Hodgman
#6. I've had enough of these streets that sweat a cold, yellow slime, of hostile people, of crying myself to sleep every night. I've had enough of thinking, enough of remembering.
Jean Rhys
#7. A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.
Rudyard Kipling
#8. The streets will teach you about racism and capitalism and survival of the fittest. Don't worry about that. The only thing you've got to worry about is if you've got enough cold-blooded ambition to apply the lessons you get taught.
Snoop Dogg
#9. He leans close to me again, gently placing his hand on my cheek and stares straight into my eyes. "I know that this thing we have - you and me - there is no end, Sara. You don't have to worry about life without me, because I go where you go.
J.A. DeRouen
#10. In a cold night, even if there is only one homeless living on the streets, this means that you are living in a God damn bad society!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#11. Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry
These's streets we traveled on will undergo our same lost past
Avenged Sevenfold
#12. The soft black talc blew through the streets like squid ink uncoiling along a sea floor and the cold crept down and the dark came early and the scavengers passing down the steep canyons with their torches trod silky holes in the drifted ash that closed behind them silently as eyes.
Cormac McCarthy
#13. How far we've come, Jeff," Brian whispered to the cold, wet streets. "How far the geeky boys have come.
Rafael Yglesias
#14. You okay, there, Mr. Rat Man?" Minho asked. "My name is Assistant Director Janson," he replied, his voice low and strained, as if it was hard work to stay calm. His eyes never left Thomas. "Learn to show respect for your elders.
James Dashner
#15. Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't joking when I said goodbye.
Ani DiFranco
#16. New York gets god awful cold in the winter but there's a feeling of wacky comradeship somewhere in the streets.
Jack Kerouac
#17. A cat came out of an alley, took a look at all the snow, and went back in. Farther on up the street a fat man, aproned and puffing, emerged from a restaurant and whiffed the cold air and gazed yearningly at the sky. As though even the dreams were up there, much too far away.
David Goodis
#18. My neighbors ask me what the u.s. is like, and they accuse me of lying when i tell them about the hunger and cold and people sleeping in the streets. They refuse to believe me. How can that be in such a rich country?
Assata Shakur
#20. The cold blast at the casement beats;The window-panes are white;The snow whirls through the empty streets;It is a dreary night!
Epes Sargent
#21. I've seen so many people in this business that made a fortune. They get old and broke and can't make any money. I tell you something ... no one's going to play a benefit for Jimmy Dean.
Jimmy Dean
#22. Sand choked the stainless steel gutters of concentric streets below dark skies full of stars like beds of cold jewels. And through it all, a dying wind of change blew, bringing with it the cinnamon smell of late October.
Stephen King
#23. After the storm the city lies becalmed. It is a sunny morning, still and cold. Branches litter the streets like broken limbs. People clear away the wreckage. They swarm around like ants whose anthill has been scuffed; how doggedly they rebuild their lives.
Deborah Moggach
#24. I could hear everything, together with the hum of my hotel neon. I never felt sadder in my life. LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities; New York gets godawful cold in the winter but there's a feeling of wacky comradeship somewhere in some streets. LA is a jungle.
Jack Kerouac
#27. Kids have to be tough to survive on the streets of Kathmandu, where older gang members often beat and rob them. They face cold winters, hunger, homelessness, and unsympathetic police. But under each hardened shell there is still a child.
Craig Kielburger
#28. With your absence I have realised that hoe the once, warm comforting streets have suddenly turned to become so cold and dark
Kiran Joshi
#29. This was a townscape raised in the teeth of cold winds from the east; a city of winding cobbled streets and haughty pillars; a city of dark nights and candlelight, and intellect.
Alexander McCall Smith
#30. when the streets are deserted and a cold rind of moon floats over the canyons of the city.
Stephen King
#31. Cold has a thousand ways of moving in the world: on the sea it gallops like a troop of horses, on the countryside it falls like a swarm of locusts, in the cities like a knife-blade it slashes the streets and penetrates the chinks of unheated houses.
Italo Calvino
#32. Hundreds, thousands, aye, millions of human beings, men, women and children, wander the streets of our cities and the highways of our country, hungry, ragged and cold, vainly seeking in this land of plenty, where physical want should be unknown.
Victoria Woodhull
#33. Acting has been my passion from the minute I started. I was pretty young when I wanted to be a doctor, but when I started doing theater work as a freshman in high school, the first time I hit the stage I was like, If I can do this every day, life won't get any better!
Sophia Bush
#34. Berlin is still going through a transition since the Cold War - both in what used to be East and West Berlin. I can still sense the confusion and the struggle for identity there in the streets. There's a pulse to it.
Diane Kruger
#35. It's your Christmas present.
What is?
All this. The whole world. The houses, cars, streets, the wind... it's all yours. You can do what you like.
Sorry, but I'm not sure it's a good present. It's windy... ...there's a mist. It's so cold. And this world isn't that good.
Lukas Moodysson
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