Jay Ryan Quotes

It is so cold out there, my head nearly fell off.

We have had a very severe frost and deep snow this month. My thermometer was one day fourteen degrees and a half below the freezing point, within doors.

The weather became so intensely cold that we sent for all the hunters who had remained out with captain Clarke's party, and they returned in the evening several of them frostbitten.

I just know that I could never spend a winter in Chicago or some place like that. I'm just not a cold weather person.

They don't make coats for this kind of cold

My breath in the cold air was bleach that accidentally spilled on a black t-shirt.

My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp air of January, began to heal and subside under the gentler breathings of April; the nights and mornings no longer by their Canadian temperature froze the very blood in our veins; we could now endure the play-hour passed in the garden.

No man likes to be smoked out of his hole in February.

The cold never bothered me anyway.

Today was a very cold and bitter day, as cold and bitter as a cup of hot chocolate, if the cup of hot chocolate had vinegar added to it and were placed in a refrigerator for several hours.

God, I've frozen my ass off painting snow scenes!

It's cold out. It's even cold in Florida. So cold today that Katherine Harris put on a third layer of makeup.

In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.

Putting the makeup on, not a problem. Taking the makeup off, every night.... it makes your face swell.

My nipples could cut glass.

Chill air and wintry winds! My ear has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the opening year, I listen, and it cheers me long.

Here in New York City, it's cold. It's so cold the Republicans want to use the Keystone Pipeline to deliver soup.

With the coldest winter ever recorded, with snow setting record levels up and down the coast, the Nobel committee should take the Nobel Prize back from Al Gore.

The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.

Do you remember stormy winter?Well button up your coat, one's comin' soon

We go, in winter's biting wind, On many a short-lived winter day, With aching back but willing mind To dig and double dig the clay.

Extreme cold when it first arrives seems to generate cheerfulness and sociability. For a few hours all life's dubious problems are dropped in favor of the clear and congenial task of keeping alive.

Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath.

It's so cold here in Washington, D.C., that politicians have their hands in their own pockets.

It's a cold night out tonight. The Padres better warm up real good because it's stiff out there.