"Heatless" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the season of harvest. The leaves were not yet turned, and upon my face the heatless, sun-steeped air was like a caress. The whole world was at full-tide, ineffably sweet and just a little languorous: and bees were audible, as in a humorous pretence ...
— The Cords of Vanity • James Branch Cabell et al |
