I like to think of it less as embezzling and more as an involuntary goodwill contribution.
Cold DaysBut to mourn, that's different. To mourn is to be eaten alive with homesickness for the person.
Cold Sassy TreeMy grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.
Green AngelWoman you’re as mean as a copperhead. Come here let’s find out if you’re as cold-blooded.
Seducing the BridesmaidFor there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars.
The Sandman: Book of Dreams