Obscuring Mist Quotes & Sayings

For me to go to America - which I find such a positive place - well, I took to it like a duck to water. — Victoria Beckham

A mist crept into the valley - how could this be, by the light of the climbing sun? It drifted over the form in the grass, nearly obscuring it, seeming to draw all sound into itself. I thought I might burst from the strain of that silence... until a single sound shattered it:

The gasp of an indrawn breath. — Tosca Lee

Spacetime grips mass, telling it how to move ...
Mass grips spacetime, telling it how to curve — John Archibald Wheeler

All this guilt and shame and remorse you carry, Kestrel. Don't you see? That is what they burned you with. And you have added to it, all these years. The wall is of your own making. Take it down. Forgive yourself. Come out. — Robin Hobb

The criminal ineptitude makes you furious. — Bruce Springsteen

Photography is an empathy towards the world. — Lewis Hine

Intimacy is something to be cherished, and intimacy is not something to be afraid of. — Ira Sachs

Our happiest moments as tourists always seem to come when we stumble upon one thing while in pursuit of something else. — Lawrence Block

A broken heart is not the same as sadness. Sadness occurs when the heart is stone cold and lifeless. On the contrary, there is an unbelievable amount of vitality in a broken heart. — Elizabeth Lesser

There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing ... The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays. — Elizabeth Gaskell

Love is more than one thing. — Ziggy Marley

I don't know whether you have any rights before you're born. All I know is that being born again doesn't entitle you to twice as many. — A. Whitney Brown

'Tell me one last thing,' said Harry. 'Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?' Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry's ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure. 'Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?' — J.K. Rowling