“I could have melted ice, my smile was so bright.”
“I would have to break the ice with a warm smile that would melt her heart.”
“But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt.”
“You are the Fire Lily", said the Winterking softly. "And I am the Ice King. Does fire melt ice? Or ice melt fire? Or may they come together, fire and ice, neither melted nor quenched?”
“I made an ice sculpture that represents my love for you. It never melts.”
“I snorted powdered flamingoes while I pondered love. I sat at the bar two hours waiting for my ice on the rocks to melt so I could drink it and leave, but it was like my ex wife’s heart—it was just too frigid to melt. So I called up a midget, buckled myself in on his back, and had him give me a ride home. Ah, but that’s life, no?”