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“Some people think electronic music is cold, but I think that has more to do with the people listening than the actual music itself.”

People Thinking Listening Cold Music Is Electronic Music

Author:Imogen Heap

“Selflessness is like waiting in a hospital In a badly-fitting suit on a cold wet morning. Selfishness is like listening to good jazz With drinks for further orders and a huge fire.”

Love Order Waiting Morning Fire Huge Listening Cold Self Love Drink Jazz Suits Selfishness Hospitals Wet Selflessness Fitting

Author:Philip Larkin

“During the Cold War, we gathered information by listening to the Soviets, taking pictures of the Soviets, and we allowed our human intelligence to decline.”

Humans War Chance Information Listening Cold Decline Cold War Take A Chance Aggravation Human Intelligence Taking Pictures

Author:Bob Graham

“Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud-and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry. From the voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word. But in the night of Death Hope sees a star and listening Love can hear the rustling of a wing.”

Looks Two Life Is Night Stars Answers Cry Listening Cold Eternity Wings Strive Lips Vain Height Echoes Barren Voiceless Wailing

Book:The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll

Source: The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll

“We can preach the Gospel all day long, but that won't win souls. That won't win the hearts of the people. We can talk, try to theorize, theologize, reason, argue, debate, and spend time trying to prove that Jesus lived, but that won't win a heart. How often do we see the religious mindset that believes that the more Scripture quoting, the more yelling, the more hell fire and brimstone preaching, the greater the chance to win someone over for the Kingdom? Likewise, how often do we see people sitting or standing there listening in stone-cold silence or indifference?”

Source: Kingdom Rising: Making the Kingdom Real in Your Life

“I especially cannot imagine anyone who grew up during the Cold War era listening to Donald Trump and saying, you know what, that's a guy that I want to support. It makes zero sense.”

Knows Want War Guy Support Imagine Listening Grew Cold Trump Grew Up Eras Zero Cold War

Author:Julian Castro

“He remembered waking up once, listening to the wind, thinking of all the dark and rushing cold outside and all the warmth of this bed, filled with their peaceful heat under two quilts, and wishing it could be like this forever.”

Thinking Two Wish Dark Forever Wind Listening Cold Bed Wake Up Filled Peaceful Remembered Heat Warmth Waking Rushing Quilts Cold Outside

Book:The Tommyknockers

Source: The Tommyknockers

“The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings.”

Night Sound Hurt Dark Tree Wind Arms Listening Cold Balance Ears Rose Get Up Calculations Skulls Blackness Autistic Reckoning Wind In The Trees

Book:The Road

Source: The Road

“From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar folds of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned.”

Feels Hands Remember Stuff Sides Dark Stage Listening Cold Summer Gold Dresses Theatre Tall Waking Scent Lap Folds Freeze Daydreaming Stockings Remembers Everything Drapes

Book:The Road

Source: The Road

“He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.”

Ifs World Heart Water Silence Air Wind Listening Cold My Heart Late Stones Breaths Lays Woods Void Ashes Trembling Bleak Bedrock

Book:The Road

Source: The Road