Nothing could be lovelier than running across the Golden Gate Bridge in the middle of the fog.
I never dreamed I'd like any city as well as London. San Francisco is exciting, moody, exhilarating. I even love the muted fogs.
Everybody knows what California smog is - that's fog with the vitamins removed.
It is plain and demonstrable, that much ale is not good for Yankee, and operates differently upon them from what it does upon a Briton; ale must be drank in a fog and a drizzle.
The British people, being subject to fogs, require grave statesmen.
The English mist is always at work like a subtle painter, and London is a vast canvas prepared for the mist to work on.
I'm often in Venice in November and December, when it's foggy and wintry, and the decorations in the shops and the lights in the churches make the place feel both Christmassy and melancholic.
I like the muted sounds, the shroud of grey, and the silence that comes with fog.
