Fog Quotes

Composing is like driving down a foggy road.

— Benjamin Britten

“Clouds are high flying Fog”

— Gaurav Rao

Sleepwalking down the hall like a firefly in the fog.

— Ben Weaver

I've got like a week and a half left, all bets are off.

— Rob Corddry

The scare quotes burn off like fog.

— Ben Lerner

No coffee shops or fog machines required [for church].

— Rachel Held Evans

Mystery magnifies danger as the fog the sun.

— Charles Caleb Colton

I must go in, the fog is rising.

— Emily Dickinson

My hike up the Snake Path at Masada was mystical. The fog rolled in, enveloping the entire mountain.

— Richard Edelman

“Fear is a fog that burns away with the first footsteps of love…”

— Jayita Bhattacharjee

Derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us.

— Henri Matisse

My window fogs and this makes me feel like there is no world outside of the car.

— Augusten Burroughs

I would wear a full-length cape if I could get away with it - I do love a good swirl in a…

— Martin Freeman

One should see that all appearance is like mist and fog.

— Milarepa

“It’s easier to hide your smoking habit on a foggy night. Let that be a lesson for you and your secret lover.”

— Jarod Kintz

Moonless winter night- a billow of rising fog hides the distant pines

— Lenard Moore

Poetry is a section of river-fog and moving boat-lights, delivered between bridges and whistles, so one says, 'Oh!' and another, 'How?'

— Carl Sandburg

Speed focuses the mind. It cuts through the fog of drab everyday living and keeps us on our toes. Speed works. Speed…

— Jeremy Clarkson

“there are things you can't foresee, like the fog a familiar song slips its tongue under the door of the dairy it's…

— Rene Karabash

We went to a small lake, Bass Lake. It was beautiful. It was perfectly still when we got there in the morning.…

— Jennifer Granholm

I said I would do all the films about the commercials, and the films about ball-bearings and Ford tractors and so on,…

— Karel Reisz

I can't find my car keys in the morning. Trying to get out of my house is a nightmare. "Where's my wallet?…

— Anthony LaPaglia

Today is mine. Tomorrow is none of my business. If I peer anxiously into the fog of the future I will strain…

— Elisabeth Elliot

Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form inself on the edge…

— Raymond Chandler

I sit cross-legged on the rock The valleys and streams are cold and damp Sitting quietly is beautiful The cliffs are lost…

— Hanshan

The borderline between prose and poetry is one of those fog-shrouded literary minefields where the wary explorer gets blown to bits before…

— Ursula K. Le Guin

How strange and wonderful is our home, our earth, with its swirling vaporous atmosphere, its flowing and frozen liquids, its trembling plants,…

— Edward Abbey

As was the case in Requiem for a Dream, Pollock, A Beautiful Mind, House of Sand and Fog, The Hulk and Dark…

— Joe Queenan

“Of course, one is familiar with the experience of seeing something ambiguous. “Now it is the Taj Mahal—now it is fog.” And…

— Michael Frayn

I think all cinematographers, at least most of them, would love to do everything on location because you cannot cheat on location.…

— Vilmos Zsigmond

War is the realm of uncertainty; three-quarters of the factors on which action in war is based are wrapped in a fog…

— Carl von Clausewitz

What is precious is never to forget, The delight of the blood drawn from ancient springs, Breaking through rocks in worlds before…

— Stephen Spender

I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning…

— Umberto Eco

That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are…

— Ray Bradbury

“The dense fog manifests ever-living gravestones, the tunes of decadence, the hearts that were doomed to dance alone. Here lies untouched beauty,…

— Laura Gentile

“Caught in the doldrums of August we may have regretted the departing summer, having sighed over the vanished strawberries and all that…

— Denis Mackail

This is the day of wonders. The land is covered with trees like a head with hair and behind the ship the…

— Alice Munro

June marked the end of spring on California's central coast and the beginning of five months of dormancy that often erupted in…

— Gretel Ehrlich

Sometimes in life, from out of a myriad of prosaic decisions like what to eat and where to sleep and how to…

— J.R. Ward

“Local fog in Venice has a name: nebbia. It obliterates all reflections ... and everything that has a shape: buildings, people, colonnades,…

— Joseph Brodsky