The mountain remains unmoved at its seeming defeat by the mist. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
“In my mind, I see Will. Think how he has become the mist, the sky, everything, to me. I do more than… — Sophie Jordan Copy Share Image
Don't spend your life to gain things that are no more permanent than mist — Craig Williams Copy Share Image
I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine. — Franny Billingsley Copy Share Image
For about 150 days a year in Venice, the sun doesn't show through the mist until noon. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun. — John Keats Copy Share Image
I think a new world will arise out of the religious mists when we approach our Bible with the idea that it… — Aiden Wilson Tozer Copy Share Image
What's extraordinary about Cobra Mist, and so much of what went on at Orford, was that the public were completely oblivious to… — Michael Portillo Copy Share Image
what primitive tastes the ancients must have had if their poets were inspired by those absurd, untidy clumps of mist, idiotically jostling… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
The lonely season in lonely lands, when fled Are half the birds, and mists lie low, and the sun Is rarely seen,… — Robert Bridges Copy Share Image
Words are the legs of the mind; they bear it about, carry It from point to point, bed it down at night,… — Richard Eder Copy Share Image
There is no particular source my stories come from. The stories always seem to be there waiting for me, though sometimes shrouded… — Jay Neugeboren Copy Share Image
“The mist just keeps on lifting and soon I'll be able to see all the way, as far as the earth's curvature… — Walter Kirn Copy Share Image
She was a girl and she was a queen and back in the mists she was a woman who had seized the… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
The Osage have this lovely phrase: 'Travelers in the Mist.' It was the term for part of an Osage clan that would… — David Grann Copy Share Image
“You entered my life as quietly as the morning mist, and just as silently, you slipped away. I cherish every moment we… — Shahid Hussain Raja Copy Share Image
Today I sat before the cliff Until the mist and rainbows disappeared I followed the emerald stream Explored a thousand tiers of… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
Did you not look upon the world this morning and imagine it as the boy might see it? And did you not… — Jamie O'Neill Copy Share Image
It was a morning of ground mist, yellow sunshine, and high rifts of blue, white-cloud-dappled sky. The leaves were still thick on… — Flora Thompson Copy Share Image
The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Life knows us not and we do not know life—-we don’t know even our own thoughts. Half the words we use have… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
'Tell me one last thing,' said Harry. 'Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?' Dumbledore beamed at him,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I cannot find any patience for those people who believe that you start writing when you sit down at your desk and… — Shirley Jackson 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
Sure, I’m dramatic and sloppily semi-cynical and semi-sentimental. But, in leisure years I could grow and choose my way. Now I am… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Hence the strong attraction which magic and science alike have exercised on the human mind; hence the powerful stimulus that both have… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Close to the road a cow would stand knee-deep in the mist, with horns damp enough to have a pearly shine in… — Robert Penn Warren 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
I returned to the courtyard and saw that the sun had grown weaker. Beautiful and clear as it had been, the morning… — Umberto Eco Copy Share Image
