In nature, everything has a job. The job of the fog is to beautify further the existing beauties!
Sometimes when you lose your way in the fog, you end up in a beautiful place! Don't be afraid of getting lost!
The fog of illusion, the fog of confusion is hanging all over the world.
I must go in, the fog is rising.
When you are happy, you feel the sunshine even inside the fog; when you are unhappy, you feel the fog even in the sunshine.
I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
Inside the fogs, you think better and thus you see better!
Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air.
Without trees, mountains, fogs or rains, the Sun cannot create its own magic!
You fog the mind, you stir the soul.
Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.
Sometimes it all gets a little too much, but you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up.
There are too many things around us, preventing us from thinking well! To think well, sometimes we need a heavy fog!
You never realized how thick your fog was until it lifted.
I paint the fog - I think of its fresh moistness - its stillness - its mystery.
The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.
Faith is like radar that sees through the fog -- the reality of things at a distance that the human eye cannot see.
Finding oneself and one's path is like waking up on a foggy day. Be patient, and presently the fog will clear and that which has always been there can be seen. The path is already there to follow
You'll be bothered from time to time by storms, fog, snow. When you are, think of those who went through it before you, and say to yourself, 'What they could do, I can do.'
Faith is like radar that sees through the fog.
And I needed a rock. Something to hold onto, to stand on. Something solid. Because everything was going soft, turning into mush, into marsh, into fog. Fog closing in on all sides. I didn't know where I was at all.
There it is, fog, atmospheric moisture still uncertain in destination, not quite weather and not altogether mood, yet partaking of both.
His whole life was now summed up in two words: absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog.
It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
The fog comes on little cat feet.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends
or simply: