Quotes About Melting Ice Cream

#1. Patricia felt as though she had been run over by a melting ice cream truck that had recently burst into flames.

T.W. Brown

#2. I have qualms and wonder what a qualm would look like if you painted it
probably like a bowl of melting ice cream or a dish of Jell-o just before it sets.

Gloria Whelan

#3. She wanted a life not full of things, but stories, so many stories that, if they'd had weight and heft, they wouldn't have fit into a thousand suitcases.

Sarah Addison Allen

#4. All we really have when we pretend to write about the future is the moment in which we are writing. That's why every imagined future obsoletes like an ice cream melting on the way back from the corner store.

William Gibson

#5. There isn't a theologian in the world who can argue with me on this. God has no gender. If that's the case, then everything needs to be rewritten now, right now.

Susan Powter

#6. One of the large consolations for experiencing anything unpleasant is the knowledge that one can communicate it.

Joyce Carol Oates

#7. For me, wearing a tie is a pleasure, a recherche one but a pleasure nonetheless. You could say that I'm avoiding tie avoidance. My own gorgeous collection runs into hundreds and I buy them the way I buy books - I simply can't pass a shop. I have loved them since I could spend my own money on them.

Peter York

#8. A fifteen-year-old dropped her cone, bent to retrieve it, then hesitated, abandoned the melting delicacy to the pavement and the soles of future passers-by; soon she would be one of the grown-ups and no longer lick ice cream in the street.

Gunter Grass

#9. What determined the outcome of a life? A series of random events you had no control over, or did some cosmic gravity pull everything in the direction it was predestined to go?

Jo Nesbo

#10. You will find your horizons expanding and your thought processes becoming more creative. That is true mind power!

Stephen Richards

#11. Librarians, Dusty, possess a vast store of politeness. These are people who get asked regularly the dumbest questions on God's green earth. These people tolerate every kind of crank and eccentric and mouth breather there is.

Garrison Keillor

#12. The purpose of writing is both to keep up with life and to run ahead of it. I am little comfort to myself, although I am the only comfort I have, excepting perhaps streets, clouds, the sun, the faces and voices of kids and the aged, and similar accidents of beauty, innocence, truth and loneliness.

William, Saroyan

#13. By the time Obama came into office, Washington had already agreed over a period of a few weeks to a $700 billion government infusion into the world banking system. Nothing of the sort had ever been done before, and it was done spit spot with very little national debate.

John Podhoretz

#14. There were in her at the moment two beings, one drawing deep breaths of freedom and exhilaration, the other gasping for air in a little black prison-house of fears.

Edith Wharton

#15. 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

#16. Technically, just like with the rings of a tree or Carbon-14, it had to be possible to measure the passage of time by the melting of vanilla ice cream.

Herman Koch

#17. Show me a person who doesn't like to laugh and I'll show you a person with a toe tag.

Julia Roberts

#18. How we care for ourselves gives our brain messages that shape our self-worth so we must care for ourselves in every way, every day.

Sam Owen

#19. In morning Don't go out of bed with dirty thoughts. As new day begins first thing God do is bless our thoughts.

Kishore Bansal

#20. She kissed his lips then. They tasted of apples and cheese, of the revelation of things you never imagined going so well together. She tasted meting ice cream, too, melting defenses, herself melting into Russell.

Stephanie Perkins

#21. Kissing with the tip of the tongue is like ice-cream melting. It was he who taught me that a kiss has a soul and colour of its own.

Zhou Weihui