“I am visible-see this Indian face-yet I am invisible. I both blind them with my beak nose and am their blind spot. But I exist, we exist. They’d like to think I have melted in the pot. But I haven’t. We haven’t.”
“With each day, he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one afternoon sleeping with her face in the middle of a book, because he knew that she would win.”
“Never force the physical; instead infect your targets with heat, lure them into lust. Morality, judgment, and concern for the future will all melt away.”
“She gave him a pair of glasses with glow in the dark lenses and sent a letter to the moon. The letter said, ‘Moon, don’t even think about doing anything silly like melting or something.’ And then she left.”
“Toad walked along the path. A large, soft drop of chocolate ice cream slipped down his arm. ‘This ice cream is melting in the sun,’ said Toad. Toad walked faster. Many drops of melting ice cream flew through the air. They fell down on Toad’s head. ‘I must hurry back to Frog!’ he cried. “
“Who scatters snowflakes? Who melts the ice? Who spoils the weather? Who makes it nice? Who grows the four-leaf clovers in June? Who dims the daylight? Who lights the moon? Four little field mice who live in the sky. Four little field mice…like you and I.”