Frozen State Quotes

Laid up in ice [mis à la glace].

Negative, I am a meat popsicle.

You know, once something freezes, it's solid. That's the key to the arctic - they didn't fear the cold, they made use of it.

But my hand has been clenched into a fist for three years now; it's frozen shut.

ice contains no future , just the past, sealed away. As if they're alive, everything in the world is sealed up inside, clear and distinct. Ice can preserve all kinds of things that way- cleanly, clearly. That's the essence of ice, the role it plays.

That's what Zombieland is: frozen, calm, quiet.

Panic implies that there is no rational thought taking place. That we are frozen and incapable of adjusting. Powerless to logic, and subject to seemingly unthinkable behavior.

I've been frozen for 30 years. I've got to see if my bits and pieces are still working.

Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all, as I’ve said before, bugs in amber.

Ice is an interesting subject for contemplation. They told me that they had some in the ice-houses at Fresh Pond five years old which was as good as ever. Why is it that a bucket of water soon becomes putrid, but frozen remains sweet forever? It is commonly said that this is the difference between the affections and the intellect.

Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.

What did dead mean, Ray wondered. It meant lost, it meant frozen, it meant gone.

He anxiously touched his hair. "I think my hair gel's frozen.

My life used to be like that game of freeze tag we played as kids. Once tagged, you had to freeze in the position you were in. Whenever something happened, I'd freeze like a statue, too afraid of moving the wrong way, of making the wrong decision. The problem is, if you stand still too long, that's your decision.

You’re not dead, but you’re not alive, either. You’re a wintergirl.

I am one in a row of specimens. It's when I try to flutter out of line that he hates me. I'm meant to be dead, pinned, always the same, always beautiful. He knows that part of my beauty is being alive. but it's the dead me he wants. He wants me living-but-dead.

Things can harden meaningfully in the moment of indecision

Frozen by fear. Not able to move. Your mind screaming

Five Great Charters knit the land Together linked, hand in hand One in the people who wear the crown Two in the folk who keep the Dead down Three and Five became stone and mortar Four sees all in frozen water.

empty and closed, hovering in some frozen netherworld neither sun nor rain could thaw.

I've been half-frozen for so long, it is as though the winter has set up home in my marrow.