ice-pebble

Updated: May 14, 2025

Now he looked at the shapely, strange-coloured face, with the small, fine, pinched nose and the manly cheeks, saw it frozen like an ice-pebble yet he had loved it. What was one to think or feel? His brain was beginning to freeze, his blood was turning to ice-water.

D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence - Women in Love