A Quote by Jim Butcher

Even in winter, the cold isn't always bitter, and not every day is cruel. — © Jim Butcher
Even in winter, the cold isn't always bitter, and not every day is cruel.
Cruel and cold is the judgment of man, Cruel as winter, and cold as the snow; But by-and-by will the deed and the plan Be judged by the motive that lieth below.
Oh the long and dreary Winter! Oh the cold and cruel Winter!
I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out.
As long as we are alive, we feel fear. It is an intrinsic part of our makeup, as natural as a bitter cold winter day or the winds that rip branches off trees. If we resist it or push it aside, we miss a powerful opportunity for awakening.
Today was a very cold and bitter day, as cold and bitter as a cup of hot chocolate, if the cup of hot chocolate had vinegar added to it and were placed in a refrigerator for several hours.
I always enjoy Oslo. It's a beautiful city, especially on a cold winter day.
When death comes, it's just like winter. We don't say, "There ought not to be winter." That the winter season, when the leaves fall and the snow comes, is some kind of defeat, something which we should hold out against. No. Winter is part of the natural course of events. No winter, no summer. No cold, no heat.
Dartmouth Winter Carnival opens, proving once again that bitter cold is no obstacle to going completely out of control.
You said 'God is cruel' the way a person who's lived his whole life on Tahiti might say 'Snow is cold'. You knew, but you didn't understand." He stepped close to David and put his palms on the boy's cold cheeks. "Do you know how cruel your God can be, David. How fantastically cruel?
For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.
The dog writhing in the gutter, its back broken by a passing car, knows what it is to be alive. So too with the aged elk of the far north woods, slowly dying in the bitter cold of winter. The asphalt upon which the dog lies knows no pain. The snow upon which the elk has collapsed knows not the cold. But living beings do.
I use a Clarins sunscreen every day, even in winter; it's the secret to keeping beautiful skin even as you get older.
If there's a 'Cruel Summer' then there's got to be a 'Cruel Winter,' right? That's all I'm saying.
From the bitter cold winter at Valley Forge, to the mountains of Afghanistan and the deserts of Iraq, our soldiers have courageously answered when called, gone where ordered, and defended our nation with honor.
It is not the high summer alone that is God's. The winter also is His. And into His winter He came to visit us. And all man's winters are His - the winter of our poverty, the winter of our sorrow, the winter of our unhappiness - even 'the winter of our discontent.
We must take root; send out some little fibre at least, even every winter day.
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