C Quotes
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“Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall.”
Source: Poems of Alice and Phoebe Carey ...
“Coldly, sadly descends The autumn evening. The Field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of wither'd leaves, and the elms, Fade into dimness apace, Silent; hardly a shout From a few boys late at their play!”
“Coldmoon saw the early-morning glow of a café spilling onto the sidewalk and swerved toward it, not even bothering to ask his partner’s opinion. It was 6am and the café had apparently just opened.
“My dear Coldmoon—“ began Pendergast.
“If I don’t get some coffee,” said Coldmoon loudly, “I’m going to die.”
“Very well,” said Pendergast. “I wouldn’t want another corpse on my hands.”
Source: Bloodless
“Coldness is curse,
Warmth is the cure.”
Source: Sapionova: 200 Limericks for Students
“Coldplay are just four friends trying to make great music.”
“Coldplay fans are the best in the world. If you like Coldplay then you're obviously very intelligent and good looking and all-around brilliant.”
“Coldplay frontman Chris Martin has found his niche in making the sound of solitude a triumphant experience, like Good Will Hunting: The Musical.”
“Coldplay I really like a lot. David Grey, I'm obsessed with.”
“Coldplay songs deliver an amorphous, irrefutable interpretation of how being in love is supposed to feel, and people find themselves wanting that feeling for real. They want men to adore them like Lloyd Dobler would, and they want women to think like Aimee Mann, and they expect all their arguments to sound like Sam Malone and Diane Chambers. They think everything will work out perfectly in the end (just like it did for Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones and Nick Hornby's Rob Fleming), and they don't stop believing because Journey's Steve Perry insists we should never do that.”
Source: Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto
“Coldplay was unknown, and we played them over and over and over again, and they were really loyal to us. They went on M2 way after they had broken and become famous, because they remembered us.”
“Colds, ulcers, flu, and cancer are things we get. Schizophrenia is something we are.”
“Cole - I just thought of a new game. Jaz - What's that? Cole - Splat the Specter. Jaz - Rules? Cole - You can help me make them up. Right now all I know for sure is that it involves water guns filled with grape Kool-Aid and two ferrets named Biff and Chlamydia. Vayl - Why Ferrets? Jaz - Really? You want to know about his choice of pets when he's named one of them after an STD?”
“Cole chuckled, saying, “Fear of spiders is arachnophobia, and fear of tight spaces is claustrophobia, but fear of Ali Bell is just called logic.”
Source: Through the Zombie Glass
“Cole envisioned the next few weeks passing as a sort of painless montage: there'd be music, and different moments of the townspeople hard at work building a defensive wall around the perimeter of the town, and digging holes to serve as traps, and training with the few weapons they had. There'd be a wiping of perspiration and drinks raised to one another and the exchange of friendly smiles between comrades, and perhaps deeper, more meaningful glances between him and MaryAnn.
But by midmorning of the first day, Cole had come to the unavoidable conclusion that the remainder of the experience would in fact drag on in exceedingly real time, with lots of heaving and hoing and digging and hauling under the hot sun, full of the kind of intense straining that raised the danger of a really spectacular hernia. And, judging from the few tense conversations he'd had so far, he foresaw a series of increasingly strident arguments with Nora regarding matters strategic. Plus, of course, at the end of all this effort they'd all probably be dead.”
Source: The Sheriff of Yrnameer
“Cole exhales coughing. "You best back it up buckaroo- before I turn you black and blue.”
Source: Uninhibited From Lust To Love
“Cole - "For the fifth labour what better treat than to sling giant chunks of dung”
Source: Evertrue
“Cole gets up and then says, “Adam. Five texts. I can read them to you.” He pauses. “Unless they’re personal.” I roll my eyes.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m pretty sure he’s desperately in love with my sister.” Cole snorts.
“He’s crazy.”
“He’d have to be, right?”
Source: Perfect Lies
“Cole grasped a handful of vials and syringes with one hand and dumped them on the island in front of me. They rolled and whirled in misshapen circles on the counter surface. "Here are our options." My ears rang. "We have more than one?" "Three, precisely," Cole said. He pointed to each in turn. "That one makes you a wolf. That one makes me a wolf. That one gives us both seizures.”
Source: Shiver Trilogy (Shiver, Linger, Forever)
“Cole Haan is like high fashion Nike, so you feel like you're wearing Nike shoes, but you're wearing heels. Every time I'm on a red carpet, I always either wear Cole Haan or Stuart Weitzman. You end up having to walk around all night in these heels and you want to be comfortable and not look like you're in pain. It definitely shows in pictures.”
“Cole had never been good with physical affection until her. Now his heart burned with their closeness—so much bigger and better than lust was this love.”
Source: Saving Poughkeepsie
“Cole,” I said, “do you think I’m lovable?”
“As in ‘cuddly and’?”
“As in ‘able to be loved,’” I said.
Cole’s gaze was unwavering. Just for a moment, I had the strange idea that I could see exactly what he had looked like when he was younger, and exactly what he’d look like when he was older. It was piercing, a secret glimpse of his future. “Maybe,” he said. “But you won’t let anybody try.”
I closed my eyes and swallowed. “I can’t tell the diference between not fighting,” I said,“and giving up.”
Despite my eyelids being tightly shut, a single, hot tear ran out of my left eye. I was so angry that it had escaped. I was so angry.
Beneath me, the bed tipped as Cole edged closer. I felt him lean over me. His breath, warm and measured, hit my cheek. Two breaths. Three. Four. I didn’t know what I wanted. Then I heard him stop breathing, and a second later, I felt his lips on my mouth. It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn’t the sort of kiss I’d had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it waslike a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running his fingers along them. My mouth parted and stilled; it was so quiet, a whisper, not a shout. Cole’s hand touched my neck, thumb pressed into the
skin next to my jaw. It wasn’t a touch that said “I need more”. It was a touch that said “I want this.”
It was all completely soundless. I didn’t think either of us was breathing.
Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered.
He said, “That’s how I would kiss you, if I loved you.”
Source: Forever
“Cole is a man, a hero. A friend. Toxic is a choice.”
Source: Conspiracy of Silence
“Cole kissed me.. It was the sort of kiss that would take a long time to recover from. You could take each of our kisses, from the very first moment we'd met and put them on a slide in a microscope, and I was pretty sure what you'd find. Even an expert would see nothing on the first one, and then on the next one, the start of something - mostly outnumbered, easily destroyed - and then more and more until finally this one, something that even the untrained eye could spot. Evidence that we'd probably never be cured of each other, but we might be able to keep it from killing us.”
“Cole. Know this now. I will never forget what you've done for me. Never. Do you hear me?
He nodded, but I could see he was crumbling, as if finding Jack would put an end to everything he wanted. Because it would. I placed my hands on either side of his face and brought his lips to mine in a light kiss.”
Source: Everbound
“Cole let me pull him, saying loudly, "Lead on. I like a woman who -"
"Shut up.”
Source: Evertrue
“Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?" The front door was locked. "Here, talk to Grace" "Mommy isn't going to give a different answer than Daddy," Cole said, but I handed her the phone anyway.”
Source: Shiver Trilogy (Shiver, Linger, Forever)
“Cole Porter had a worldwide reputation as a sophisticate and hedonist”
“Cole Porter wrote Anything Goes and four more hits for me”
“Cole said, eyes empty, "And the world likes us better falling down.”
Source: Sinner
“Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, "That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you.”
Source: Forever
“Cole should be scoring from those distances, but I'm not going to single him out.”
“Cole smiled. “Love you,” he whispered softly. “I’ll be back soon to show you how much.”
Source: Captured
“Cole steps forward, his fingers reaching around my shoulders, and kisses me.
It is sudden and smooth and soft as air against my lips. The wind whips around us, tugging at the fabric of our clothes, but not pulling us apart.
And then it's gone, the cool pressure against my lips, and my eyes are open and looking into two gray eyes like river rocks.
"/That's/ what you wanted to show me?"
"No," he says, his fingers slipping down my arms as he leads me off the path and out, away from Near. "That was just in case.”
Source: The Near Witch
“Cole, who had kissed me. Cole, who had refused to discuss it afterwards. Okay, fine. I had refused. Cole, who was driving me flipping crazy.”
Source: The White Rabbit Chronicles: Alice in Zombieland\Through the Zombie Glass\The Queen of Zombie Hearts
“Cole, you stay right where you are. Miz has enough people at ringside tonight.”
“Cole," I said, "Don't lose this number.”
Source: Forever
“Coleciono ínfimos e extremos num álbum de adesivos onde passado e futuro, pontas opostas da mesma fita curvam-se em laço sobre o embrulho do presente.”
Source: Caro Jovem Adulto
“Colectionar, fetisist, nu m-am putut despărți de simboluri, de amintiri, de verigile acestea ale trecutului gelos agățate unele de altele de-a lungul unei vieți întregi.”
“Colegas, amigas, namorados; a gente já se odiava em silêncio enquanto eu, do anseio ao receio, busco e espero, apenas um beijo; ora na bochecha, ora na testa, ora na nuca, ora nos lábios superiores e inferiores, grandes ou pequenos.”
Source: Asfixia
“Coleman: It’s always the best ones go to hell. Me, probably straight to heaven I’ll go, even though I blew the head off poor dad. So long as I go confessing to it anyways. That’s the good thing about being Catholic. You can shoot your dad in the head and it doesn’t even matter at all.”
Source: The Lonesome West
“Coleman Jacoby and Arnie Rosen won an Emmy and Mel Brooks didn't! Niezsche was right! There is no God! There is no God!”
“Coleridge cried; "O God, how glorious it is to live!" Renan asks, "O God, when will it be worth while to live?" In Nature we echo the poet; in the world we echo the thinker.”
Source: Chandos. Randolph Gordon. Slander and sillery. Blue and yellow. Belles and blackcock. A line in the
“Coleridge declares that a man cannot have a good conscience who refuses apple dumplings, and I confess that I am of the same opinion.”
“Coleridge received the Person from Porlock
And ever after called him a curse,
Then why did he hurry to let him in?
He could have hid in the house.”
Source: New Selected Poems of Stevie Smith
“Coleridge was one of those unhappy persons-Donne, I suspect, was such another-of whom one might say, that if they had not been poets, they might have made something of their lives, might even have had a career; or conversely, that if they had not been interested in so many things, crossed by such diverse passions, they might have been great poets. It was better for Coleridge, as poet, to read books of travel and exploration than to read books of metaphysics and political economy. He did genuinely want to read books of metaphysics and political economy, for he had a certain talent for such subjects. But for a few years he had been visited by the Muse (I know of no poet to whom this hackneyed metaphor is better applicable) and thenceforth was a haunted man; for anyone who has ever been visited by the Muse is thenceforth haunted. He had no vocation for the religious life, for there again somebody like a Muse, or a much higher being, is to be invoked, he was condemned to know that the little poetry he had written was worth more than all he could do with the rest of his life. The author of Biographia Litteraria was already a ruined man. Sometimes, however, to be a 'ruined man' is Itself a vocation.”
Source: The Use of Poetry and the Use of Criticism
“Coleridge wrote, "Dreams are no shadows, but the very substances and calamities of my life.”
Source: Memories of Midnight
“Coleridge: poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium.”
Source: Poetry & prose
“Colin: "1 dinna understand why we canna just go to bed and have sex." He looked truly puzzled.”
Source: The Pleasure Master
“Colin : “Perhaps now is the time to tell you that I have a weakness for agreeable women.” Sugar Beth : “Well, that sure does leave me out.” Colin : “Exactly. With agreeable women, I’m unendingly considerate. Gallant even.” Sugar Beth : “But with tarts like me, the gloves are off, is that it?” Colin : “I wouldn’t exactly call you a tart. But then, I tend to be broad-minded.” She suppressed the urge to dump her porridge in his lap.”
“Colin [Farrell] I talked to several times on the phone, and I said, remember, we have only twenty-five days of doing the movie [Miss Julie], so you must know some of your text. I was a little un-feminist, I didn't want to say [bossy voice] "learn your text!" But when he came, he knew all his text.”