Cold
Marry an outdoors woman. Then if you throw her out into the yard on a cold night, she can still survive.
Let us not be deceived we are today in the midst of a cold war.
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.
I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears.
Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.
Once I showed up at my sister's with a baby rabbit I had bought from some children because its ears were cold. I put the rabbit on a hot water bottle and massaged its ears for quite a while. After all, I knew that all healthy animals had warm ears.
These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.
You know, there's a real irony in U.S. assistance programs. First of all, I think it's misnamed. We're not so much trying to help people as we're trying to help ourselves. So let's be clear about this. So these are — in my view, they're cold calculations of national security and not aid programs.
Good words cool more than cold water.
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