- Basho

These are true mornings of creation, original and
poetic days, not mere repetitions of the past. There is
no lingering of yesterdays fogs, only such a mist as
might have adorned the first morning.

- Henry David Thoreau

So beauty on the water stood when love had sever'd earth from flood.
So when he parted air from fire, he did with concord all inspire.
And then a motion he them taught, that elder than himself was thought.
Which thought was yet a child of earth, for love is elder than his birth.

- Alfonso Ferrabosco

“In the jungle mists, a light, the spirits dance. . . ”
This sentence has been lingering in the back of my head for weeks. It is a very vivid image from out my youth in the mountains. When the first rays of the sun touched the plants and trees, they "smoked" as we called it. Whisps of mist, often vaguely iridescent. They gathered and travelled down the slopes to the valley, where they became a sea of mist. But being higher than that sea, it was as if you witnessed creation itself. I met it in the character of hex.1, and now again in your poems.

- Liselotte Heyboer

I do not know that this higher knowledge amounts to anything more definite than a novel and grand surprise on a sudden revelation of the insufficiency of all that we called Knowledge before—a discovery that there are more things in heaven and earth than there are dreamed of in our philosophy. It is the lighting up of the mist by the sun.

- Henry David Thoreau