I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.
Zane GreyHe's very good at chaining girls. He can make cold steel feel like silk.
Danse Macabre (Night's Dream, #2)The old man smiled. 'I shall not die of a cold, my son. I shall die of having lived.
Death Comes for the ArchbishopSomehow, the Good Lord don't want to see no man start a cold morning with just black coffee.
A Day No Pigs Would Die