“I’ve done about anything I can fantasize about in the cold.”

Deep breathing changes the chemistry of the body by bringing oxygen into the tissue.

I love working out to Michael Jackson.

Arthritis, Crohn’s disease, psoriasis, depression – all of those diseases are a result of our neglected biochemistry. We need to be stimulated to help fight disease. Cold is a great stimulator.

Breathing exercises produce brain waves.

I want to stop war, and I want to stop disease.

I feel like I can control my own body as if I have a thermostat that I can adjust when I need to.

I know my body. I know my mind. I know what I can do.

When there is no oxygen the muscles become acidic and we can’t perform any more.

That’s what nature meant us to do, breathe deep when we are stressed.

Nature is so merciless – but so righteous.

Breathing and using cold, through cold showers and experiences, provides a boost of performance compared to anything that would be possible if the person had not done that.

Love is my mission.

As one can solve maths by concentrating do I focus on certain places in my body and generate heat because of it.

For me, God is cold.

Men need to laugh more.

I found by deeper breathing, going into the cold, thinking about it, dealing with it; getting the conviction that my ability to breathe deeper is making connections with my body.

For in other ways a woman is full of fear, defenseless, dreads the sight of cold steel; but, when once she is wronged in the matter of love, no other soul can hold so many thoughts of blood.

A career is wonderful, but you can’t curl up with it on a cold night.

The hottest love has the coldest end.

The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.

Seasons change and our love went cold.

We’ll walk this road together, through the storm. Whatever weather, cold or warm.

Damn, cold world. I never thought I’d see the day that you’re my old girl.

Sometimes we choose to be cold, to act cold.