Fog Quotes - Page 8

• This blowing dust became increasingly thicker. It was very much like landing in a fast moving ground fog.

  Neil Armstrong

  Moving, Dust, Apollo

  Neil Armstrong, Michael Collins, Edwin E. Aldrin (199?). “First on the Moon: The Astronauts' Own Story”, Konecky & Konecky

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• A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes glowed with a smouldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and dewlap were outlined in flickering flame. Never in the delirious dream of a disordered brain could anything more savage, more appalling, more hellish be conceived than that dark form and savage face which broke upon us out of the wall of fog.

  Arthur Conan Doyle

  Dream, Wall, Eye

  Arthur Conan Doyle (2016). “The Hound of the Baskervilles”, p.127, Lulu.com

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• I like rust on a nail, fog on a mountain. Clouds hide stars, rooms have doors, eyes close, and the same words that began love end it with changed emphasis.

  David Ignatow

  Stars, Eye, Clouds

  David Ignatow (2011). “Against the Evidence: Selected Poems, 1934–1994”, p.57, Wesleyan University Press

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• I love biomedical science, I love astronomy, and you can't really do much with those in a fantasy setting.

  Elizabeth Moon

  Fantasy, Astronomy, Biomedical

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• A journalist is the lookout on the bridge of the ship of state. He notes the passing sail, the little things of interest that dot the horizon in fine weather. He reports the drifting castaway whom the ship can save. He peers through fog and storm to give warning of dangers ahead. He is not thinking of his wages or of the profits of his owners. He is there to watch over the safety and the welfare of the people who trust him.

  Joseph Pulitzer

  Thinking, Bridges, Weather

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• Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart fairy of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.

  John Milton

  Time, Power, Night

  John Milton (1859). “The poems of John Milton”, p.98

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• Tell me what’s the difference
  between hope and waiting
  because my heart doesn’t know
  It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting
  It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope

  Anna Kamienska

  Heart, Cutting, Differences

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• I would rather dwell in the dim fog of superstition than in air rarefied to nothing by the air-pump of unbelief-in which the panting breast expires, vainly and convulsively gasping for breath.

  Jean Paul

  Air, Infidelity, Pumps

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• There are no crown princes at Ford.

  Edsel Ford

  Crowns

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• Sometimes the valley below is like a bowl filled up with fog. I can see hard green figs on two trees and pears on a tree just below me. A fine crop coming in. May summer last a hundred years.

  Frances Mayes

  Summer, Years, Filled Up

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• This is the day of wonders. The land is covered with trees like a head with hair and behind the ship the sun rises tipping the top trees with light. The sky is clear and shining as a china plate and the water playfully ruffled with wind. Every wisp of fog is gone and the air is full of the resinous smell of the trees. Seabirds are flashing above the sails golden like creatures from Heaven, but the sailors raise a few shots to keep them from the rigging.

  Alice Munro

  Smell, Light, Hair

  Alice Munro (2011). “New Selected Stories”, p.322, Random House

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• For the birth of something new, there has to be a happening. Newton saw an apple fall; James Watt watched a kettle boil; Roentgen fogged some photographic plates. And these people knew enough to translate ordinary happenings into something new.

  Alexander Fleming

  Fall, Science, Engineering

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• The creative force in man recognizes and records these rhythms with the medium most suitable to him, the object, or the moment, feeling the cause, the life within the outer form. Recording unfelt facts, acquired by rule, results in sterile inventory. To see the Thing Itself is essential: the quintessence revealed direct without the fog of impressionism - the casual noting of the superficial phase, a transitory mood.

  Edward Weston

  Creativity, Men, Creative

  Edward Weston, Nancy Newhall (1990). “The daybooks of Edward Weston”

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• Right afterwards there was a whole, whole lot of press to do, so the week after, all day, every day, was press so I didn't really get a chance to celebrate.

  Carrie Underwood

  Chance, Celebrate Life, Week

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• It's a miserable life in Hollywood. You're up at five or six o'clock in the morning to be ready to start shooting at nine.

  William Wyler

  Morning, Six, Hollywood

  "Biography/ Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.

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• On my morning run, I listen to sports talk radio.

  Lisa Guerrero

  Sports, Running, Morning

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• You must also realize that the stuff of excellence-truth, real scientific truth-can be elusive... It is too often covered by the heavy fog of fear and hidden by the darkness of your detractors.

  Daniel Goldin

  Real, Darkness, Excellence

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• Conceit is a fog that envelops a man's real character beyond his own recognition. It weakens his native ability and strengthens all his inconsistencies .

  Napoleon Hill

  Real, Character, Men

  Napoleon Hill (2008). “The Law of Success: The Master Wealth-Builder's Complete and Original Lesson Plan forAchieving Your Dreams”, p.290, Penguin

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• You ask: what is the meaning or purpose of life? I can only answer with another question: do you think we are wise enough to read God's mind?

  Freeman Dyson

  Wise, Thinking, Mind

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• If there is anybody I detest, it is weak-minded sentimentalists-all those melancholy people who, out of an excess of sympathy for others, miss the thrill of their own essence and drift through life without identity, like a human fog, feeling sorry for everyone.

  John Cheever

  Sorry, Essence, People

  John Cheever, Blake Bailey (2009). “John Cheever: Collected Stories and Other Writings”

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• A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
  As night descends upon the fabled street:
  A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
  And ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
  Here though the world explode, these two survive,
  And it is always eighteen ninety-five.

  Vincent Starrett

  Lonely, Rain, Past

  Vincent Starrett, Peter Ruber (1995). “More Books Alive: New Treasures from a Master Literary Detective”, Battered Silicon Dispatch Box

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• At the temple the dust of distraction seems to settle out, the fog and the haze seem to lift, and we can 'see' things that we were not able to see before and find a way through our troubles that we had not previously known.

  Boyd K. Packer

  Dust, Able, Way

  Boyd K. Packer (1998). “The shield of faith”, Bookcraft, Incorporated

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• I am not an expert. That is someone else's job. If I were expert, the approach would be all wrong. It would be from the inside. I am a blunderer. I usually don't know what I am going into at the start. I go into the fog and trust something will be there.

  Robert Altman

  Jobs, Experts, Would Be

  "Still up to mischief" by Suzie Mackenzie, www.theguardian.com. April 30, 2004.

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• Oh, the foghorns... even the foghorns, they're all brass. It's something by Ingrid Marshal called Fog Tropes. It's not a sound effect. It's an actual piece of music. If you listen to what's going on after he has a flashback about his wife you'll hear... it sounds like the humpback whales in a way. But it's all music. And we use it again later, too.

  Martin Scorsese

  Whales, Wife, Sound

  Source: www.indielondon.co.uk

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• 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

  Moving, Light, Bridges

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.319, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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