The Mist Quotes

The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.

Everyone just keeps on disappearing. Some things vanish, like they were cut away. Others fade slowly into the mist. And all that remains is a desert.

There are times of great beauty on a coffee farm. When the plantation flowered in the beginning of the rains, it was a radiant sight, like a cloud of chalk, in the mist of the drizzling rain.

If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.

I enter the world called real as one enters a mist.

As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will

While we may open the books of the past, we may but grant flying glances of the future, through the mist that veils it.

Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy.

At length corruption, like a general flood (So long by watchful ministers withstood), Shall deluge all; and avarice, creeping on, Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun.

In a mist the heights can for the most part see each other; but the valleys cannot.

When the foot of the' mountain is enveloped in mist, the mountain appears to us much loftier than it is; so also when the ground and basis of a disaster is not clear to us.

Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?

Wine, like the rising sun, possession gains, And drives the mist of dullness from the brains, The gloomy vapor from the spirit flies, And views of gaiety and gladness rise.

Beauty is like life itself: a dawn mist the sun burns off. It gives no peace, no rest.

Racism is a phenomenal thing; it is like a thick mist that obscures the vision and judgement of even great minds.

An orgy looks particularly alluring seen through the mists of righteous indignation.

The mists remain of the false glory that erupts from history.

Of all the phantoms fleeting in the mist Of time, though meagre all and ghostly thin; Most unsubstantial, unessential shade Was earthly fame.

It is scarcely credible to what degree discernment may be dazzled by the mist of pride, and wisdom infatuated by the intoxication of flattery.

I close my eyes and can see men drawing lines in the dust. America pushes through the membrane of mist and smoke, and I'm a small boy again in Bogalusa.

Walking down Belmotte was the oddest sensation-- every step took us deeper into the mist until at last it closed over our heads. It was like being drowned in the ghost of water.

The bitter pinecone may be eaten, The mist on high give nourishment. The whole world takes to go-and-getting; My way alone is difficult.

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And we are not mountaintop sages who can live by consuming mist.

The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil.

The autumn hill gathers the remaining light, A flying bird chases after its companion. The green color is bright And brings me into the moment, like a sunset mist that has no fixed place.

And all poets love dust and mist because all the last answers. Go running back to dust and mist.

I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine.

Tiers of mountains Cold wind feet Not need fan Ice cold through Moon shines bright Mist covers everything Sit all alone One old man

We live in an age when there is a false glare on the things of time and a great mist over the things of eternity.

If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears; Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly Raises the spirits, and charms our ears.

You cannot depict love inside a frame of fact. It needs a mist to dissolve in.

How do the stems connect to the roots?' 'Where is the mist coming from?' 'Why does one tree seem darker than another?' These questions are implicitly asked and answered in the process of sketching.

remember you must live. remember you most love. remainder you mist leaf.

Rome in the ages, dimmed with all her towers, / Floats in the mist, a little cloud at tether.

Infinite toil would not enable you to sweep away a mist; but by ascending a little you may often look over it altogether.

When Catholicism goes bad it becomes the religion of amulets and holy places and priestcraft: Protestantism, in its corresponding decay, becomes a vague mist of ethical platitudes

I lament the want of a liberal education. I feel the mist of ignorance to surround me - Nathanael Greene

When I reached C Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming into full view below me through the grey mist of early morning.

Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, a kiss too long And there follows a mist and a weeping rain And life is never the same again

So, on the eastern summit, clad in gray, morn, like a horseman girt for travel, comes, and from his tower of mist night's watchman hurries down.

It was a gloomy prospect, and all that she could do was to throw a mist over it, and hope when the mist cleared away, she should see something else.

and i walked for hours the mist growing thick and whole the thought of disappaering like that, so simply, made me so happy

There is no particular source my stories come from. The stories always seem to be there waiting for me, though sometimes shrouded in mist and fog.

Face your fears, Halt had always thought him, and more often than not they fade like mist in the sunshine

All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed of ocean shadows and depths.

Once upon a time, an angel lay dying in the mist. And a devil knelt over him and smiled.

I've worked with Frank [Darabont] on two collaborations, The Majestic with Jim Carrey and Stephen King's The Mist.

Coleridge: poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium.

No lake is beautiful without the sky, without the mist or without the trees and the autumn leaves! No beauty is beautiful in itself!