Quotes About Fog

The relentless invisible storm of radio signals and electronic particles, the hustle and bustle, and the billions of petrol explosions in the engine blocks of trucks and cars seem to churn up the molecules of life and heaven so violently that the beautiful fogs are unable to hold together like they once did.

Sighing, she looked out at the fog. It was like life, preventing her from seeing what was beyond reach. She wasn't unhappy. She simply felt that something important was missing from her life

If there is anybody I detest, it is weak-minded sentimentalists – all those melancholy people who, out of an excess of sympathy for others, miss the thrill of their own essence and drift through life without identity, like a human fog, feeling sorry for everyone.

Ann left him there, kneeling among the violets looking out into the fog as if that glimpse of the castle had somehow broken his heart.

the captain decided to hoist sail and move a little westward, on the chance that the fog was hugging the coast of the Island. This was likely; land heats up and cools down faster than water, which caused early fogs over many seacoasts in warm weather.

Al primo sguardo distante, reso più incerto dai veli di nebbia che fanno del sole un disco biancastro, non sai se il miraggio sia il mare che stai solcando, e invece è terraferma, o i palazzi e le chiese appoggiati sull'acqua, in realtà scogli di forme architettoniche.

The four Daughters stood together, their moon amulets glistening. Seen through a veil of fog, they appeared spectral. "Goddesses," Lambert whispered, his eyes afire. "You look ravishing. I'm not sure which one of you I will destroy tonight." "No chance," Catty answered with a wicked grin. Her eyes dilated as if energy were building inside her.

There were several trees bleakly reaching into the fog. Any one of them might have been the one I was looking for.

You must also realize that the stuff of excellence-truth, real scientific truth-can be elusive... It is too often covered by the heavy fog of fear and hidden by the darkness of your detractors.

In marching, in mobs, in football games, and in war, outlines become vague; real things become unreal and a fog creeps over the mind. Tension and excitement, weariness, movement--all merge in one great gray dream, so that when it is over, it is hard to remember how it was when you killed men or ordered them to be killed. Then other people who were not there tell you what it was like and you say vaguely, yes, I guess that's how it was.

Meanwhile Crumb Street, never a place of beauty, that afternoon was at its worst. The fog slopped over its low houses like a bucketful of cold soup over a row of dirty stoves. The

Looping. Some days are so dark I can't see anything but a miserable fog of number after number, word after word, clouds of verbs and nouns and none of them the ones that will make time go backward.

fog, how the thing of it was it really was

At some level, people must be thinking that the more they learn about what is predetermined, the more control they will have. This is an illusion. Human beings want to feel that they are on a power walk into the future, when in fact we are always just tapping our canes on the pavement in the fog.

Everybody knows what California smog is - that's fog with the vitamins removed.

If Chess is the switch, " Loretta said, "how does he turn the Fog off?" Bea bit her lower lip. "I don't know—ask Chess." "How would I know?" I said. "You try being a switch.

The uncertainty of our future is nothing more than a fog of breath on a windowpane.

Work did not destroy the loneliness; work was only a fog in which they moved so that they might not see the loneliness of each other

But ignorance of the father brought terror and fear, and terror grew dense like a fog, so that no one could see.

The letters fading like retreating strangers in a fog.

I always liked fog," she wrote, "it lends such a soft, beautifying light to things that otherwise in the broad glare of day would be rude and commonplace.

If there is no fog on the day you come home I will build a bonfire So the smoke will make the cedars look the way you like them

Have you lost your hope? Have you remained inside the fog? Don't worry; even if you can't find it, a new hope will come and find you!

London and Fog! When these two come together, it is time to be a writer!