“I worked in a health food store once. A guy asked me, 'If I melt dry ice, can I take a bath without getting wet?”

“In a dry wind like this, snow and ice can pass directly into the air as a gas without having first melted to water. This process is called sublimation; tonight the snow in the yard and the ice in the creek sublime.”

“Trust is like a block of ice, once it melts into the ground, you can never get it back.”

“I felt like I could never get enough of you even if I melted into you like snow on wet grass.”

“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 do have friends, but they don't know me, only someone I've created to take my place. Someone sculpted from ice. I keep the melted me bottled up inside. Where no one can touch her, until, unbidden, she comes pouring out.”