#cold

She found him standing before the water staring unseeing at its frozen surface. He was shivering. She watched him doubtfully for a moment. “Po,” she said to his back, “where’s your coat?” “Where’s yours?” She moved to stand beside him. “I’m warm.” He tilted his head to her. “If you’re warm and I’m coatless, there’s only one friendly thing for you to do.” “Go back and get your coat for you?” He smiled. Reaching out to her, he pulled her close against him. Katsa wrapped her arms around him, surprised, and tried to rub some warmth into his shivering shoulders and back. “That’s it exactly,” Po said. “You must keep me warm.” She laughed and held him tighter. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#love #love

When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#heart #jamie-weise #love #lovers #missing

When i close my eyes i see you no Matter where i am ↗

— Zac Brown

#love #zac-brown-band #love

If love wants you; if you've been melted down to stars, you will love with lungs and gills; with feathers and scales; with warm blood and cold. ↗

— Anne Michaels

#love #melting #stars #love

Honest men are so very rare, they are often mistaken for criminals, for rebels, for madmen. What were your crimes, anyway, but to be different?' 'Robbery the first time, and I served seven years. When they caught me again there were eighty-four counts, with fourteen murders.' Cosca cocked an eyebrow. 'But we're you truly guilty?' 'Yes' He frowned for a moment then waved it away. 'Nobody's perfect. Lets leave the past behind us. ↗

— Joe Abercrombie

#men

When men see Han-shan They all say he's crazy And not much to look at - Dressed in rags and hides. They don't get what I say And I don't talk their language. All I can say to those I meet: "Try and make it to Cold Mountain. ↗

— Gary Snyder

#han-shan #men

I just wanted all the wars to be over so that we could spend the money on starships and Mars colonies. ↗

— Grant Morrison

#comics #exploration #humanity #war #money

Seasons of the heart. To get through what I must I'm often encased in ice and for months he chips away until he can see my face and after a while, I begin to thaw. As warmth and feeling returns, my emotions continue to build until my personality is set on fire. When he leaves, the fire dwindles until there is but a flicker. Then there is stillness and winter returns. ↗

— Donna Lynn Hope

#distance #fire #heat #long-distance-love #long-distance-relationships

Nothing burns like the cold. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#cold #winter #games

Then I made a stupid mistake and looked up at him. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, his face was open and vulnerable in the moonlight. I caught a hint of wonder there as we stared at each other. Slowly, he leaned forward. I caught my breath, a tiny gasp escaping. He stiffened, and his expression shuttered closed, eyes going hard and frosty. [...] 'This is getting old,' he said in a voice that matched his eyes. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#vulnerability #winter-prince #mistakes