Frozen Quotations | Page 2

At this point, James put down his notebook. He stood frozen on the bridge for several minutes as it dawned on him that his house was drowning, that there would be no coming home when this was over. Then he shook himself back into reporter mode, grabbed his pad and continued writing.

There was once a time when art history and film were basically the same medium, but art history is frozen in late-19th-century technology that has survived into the early 21st century.

Whining's unattractive, even when your whine sounds like Kenneth Branagh eating frozen strawberries with a silver fork.

I don't know if I could kill someone with a frozen turkey because that is a lot of evidence to eat .... unless I found a whole room of people who also wanted that person dead.

This is an institution based on the representation of countries based on their economic weight in the world economy. The world economy is not a frozen thing; it changes over time.

E'en her fair hand, which might bid heat return To Frozen age, and make old hermits burn, Applied to my dead cinder, warms no more Than fire to ashes, could past flames restore

Everyone is playing politics, and it's very unfortunate. It reconfirms to Arab and other allies that the United States is not a friendly place for investments and financial transactions. The U.S. is missing out ... because they don't have any assurance that their assets won't be frozen some day.

Everyone knows me at Lowe's and Home Depot. I wanted a chainsaw in pink, but I had to settle for red. People are always asking me how I keep my skin so soft. I tell them, 'I'm frozen all winter.' I'm probably 82 and just don't know it. The poor manicurists on the show scream when they see me coming.

I try to eat super clean: No processed sugars, no corn syrups, nothing frozen in a box that you can microwave. If I read the ingredient label and I don't know what something is, I assume it's bad.

When I awoke it was daylight. The inside of my tent was coated in a curious flaky rime, which I realized after a moment was all of my nighttime snores, condensed and frozen and pasted to the fabric, as if into a scrapbook of respiratory memories.