Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, a kiss too long And there follows a mist and a weeping… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
I had seen a herd of Buffalo, one hundred and twenty-nine of them, come out of the morning mist under a copper… — Isak Dinesen Copy Share Image
Mere poets are sottish as mere drunkards are, who live in a continual mist, without seeing or judging anything clearly. A man… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
Spring scarce had greener fields to show than these Of mid September; through the still warm noon The rivulets ripple forth a… — Edward Dowden Copy Share Image
Out of the mists of our long oppression, / We bring love for ourselves and each other, / And love for the… — Harry Hay Copy Share Image
“February Soup by Stewart Stafford The February fog, Turns all into blobs, Orange street lights, To Valentine's Night. When the wind strays,… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
Our radio plays rhythm and blues as we pass the joint back and forth in jutjawed silence both looking ahead with big… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
The mist starts to form as we stand close to one another. It is a distant fog that rises from the horizon,… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
I've come to believe that God, in His wisdom, allows martyrdom in every generation in part because, without them, the reality of… — Mark Galli Copy Share Image
Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
She was still under the spell of her infatuation. She had tried to forget him, realizing the inutility of remembering. But the… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Much indeed to be regretted, party disputes are now carried to such a length, and truth is so enveloped in mist and… — George Washington Copy Share Image
Dappled sunlight and looked at the silver vapor swirling inside. "Mist gathered at first light on the first day of the new… — Mary Pope Osborne Copy Share Image
Freedom! That was the thought that sung in her heart so that even though the future was so dim, it was iridescent… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“Highlanders, driving their "creagh" toward Balquhidder, passed, their moccasin-clad feet leaving as little impress on the mist as they had left in… — R.B. Cunninghame Graham Copy Share Image
She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I wanted to create something that would live on forever, beyond my time, and out of that came Cashmere Mist. — Donna Karan Copy Share Image
Infinite toil would not enable you to sweep away a mist; but by ascending a little you may often look over it… — Arthur Helps Copy Share Image
You cannot depict love inside a frame of fact. It needs a mist to dissolve in. — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
The electron, as it leaves the atom, crystallises out of Schrödinger's mist like a genie emerging from his bottle. — Arthur Eddington Copy Share Image
We live in an age when there is a false glare on the things of time and a great mist over the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Newton found that a star, examined through a glass tarnished by smoke, was diminished into a speck of light. But no smoke… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
I've discovered the best skincare, MV Organic Skincare. I love their Energising 9-Oil Cleanser, Rose Hydrating Mist and Rose Soothing & Protective Moisturiser — Melissa George Copy Share Image
I stand in the mist and cry, thinking of myself standing in the mist and crying, and wondering if I will ever… — Erica Jong Copy Share Image
There was mass hysteria in the Chess Recording Studio when I did the "Shapes of Things" solo ... they weren't expecting it,… — Jeff Beck Copy Share Image
The early mist had vanished and the fields lay like a silver shield under the sun. It was one of the days… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Then came the first hint of fog, all silver and gold, and then more and more, turning grey and blue. Fog like… — Chiara Kilian Copy Share Image
Maybe the heart is part of the mist. And that's all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and… — Paul Simon Copy Share Image
By the time the traditionally male lexicographers become interested in looking at fashion words, their origins are lost in the mists of… — Erin McKean Copy Share Image
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The Hellish and dismal cloud of...Coal...perpetually imminent over (London) ...that her inhabitants breathe nothing but impure and thick mist...corrupting the lungs and… — John Evelyn Copy Share Image
In a river mist, if another boat knocks against yours, you might yell at the other fellow to stay clear. But if… — Zhuangzi Copy Share Image
The darkness is not so dense as it was; there are faint streaks on the horizon's verge; mist is in the valleys,… — William Morley Punshon Copy Share Image