Top 100 Edges Of Quotes
#1. It was as though the edges of things were where the greater part might be hidden - where he could find more.
Jesse Ball
#2. The fallen autumn leaves were slick beneath Bod's feet, and the mists blurred the edges of the world. Nothing was as clean-cut as he had thought it, a few minutes before.
Neil Gaiman
#3. Then there were things
epic, terrible things
that he didn't tell her but skirted around, like caressing the edges of a wound, hesitant, testing for pain.
Laini Taylor
#4. . . . the hardships and perils that eat around the edges of even the strongest loves.
Pat Conroy
#5. If you ever get that free, you need to reel yourself in, because the edges of the world are as sharp as glass, and if you ride over them you're going to get torn up.
Hilary T. Smith
#6. Usually my ideas for work have revolved around my interest in people, especially people that live on the edges of society.
Mary Ellen Mark
#7. In 1880 at the Military Hospital at Constantine, I discovered, on the edges of the pigmented spherical bodies in the blood of a patient suffering from malaria, filiform elements resembling flagellae which were moving very rapidly, displacing the neighbouring red cells.
Charles Louis Alphonse Laveran
#8. Gratefulness is a double-edged sword. Because I think we've poured it into a feeling. And the batter of gratitude gets kind of stuck to the edges of the Williams Sonoma melamine mixing bowl. But gratefulness, the act of being grateful is actually ... a verb. It's an activity.
Abigail Spencer
#9. We took special pride in the fact that climbing rocks and icefalls had no economic value in society ... We were like a wild species living in the edges of an ecosystem - adaptable, resilient and tough.
Yvon Chouinard
#10. While some of us burned on the edges of life, insatiable and straining to see more deeply in, he sat complacently at the centre and let life come to him - so much of it, evidently, that he could not keep track of his appointments.
John Updike
#11. Spring seems far off, impossible, but it is coming. Already there is dusk instead of darkness at five in the afternoon; already hope is stirring at the edges of the day.
Kathleen Norris
#12. We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom.
We lived in the gaps between the stories.
Margaret Atwood
#13. Not only is there no longer a mass market, but most of the successful companies, game-changing innovations, and products and services we care about were designed to cater to people at the edges of that curve, not to the average Joe in the middle of it.
Bernadette Jiwa
#14. And the Milky Way, like a great aurora, flowed through his body to stand at the edges of the earth. There was a quiet, chilly loneliness in it, and a sort of voluptuous astonishment.
Yasunari Kawabata
#15. Now it was growing late again, and cooler, which the nurse found disorienting. It felt as though her entire life had been lived from dusk to dawn ever since she learned of Phillip, only tiptoeing around the edges of sunset or sunrise, and sleeping or traveling all day.
Cherie Priest
#16. He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it.
Mary Balogh
#17. There's a head inside the ball?" Surefire turned a shade paler along the edges of her face paint.
"It is good," Coatl responded. "Makes the ball lighter, bounce farther."
"You always want to get a head in the game," Raven added.
J.T. Bock
#18. We all live in a kind of continuous dream," I told him. "When we wake, it is because something, some event, some pinprick even, disturbs the edges of what we've taken as reality.
Jeff VanderMeer
#19. During our darkest moments on the edges of time we mostly deny compassion and hope for those who will shape our shadows into light!
Vasilios Karpos
#20. We see the poor as a mass of shadow, painted in one flat grey wash, at the remote edges of our sunshine.
Albion Fellows Bacon
#21. Circumstances could change quickly at the outer edges of the world, bound as they were to the global economy, yet distant from its heart.
Charles Emmerson
#22. It isn't fair that there's pressure exerted on those who choose to live on the edges of the bell-shaped curve of normal.
Laurel Lea
#23. But at any rate, one thing was certain. The
conspiracy that he had dreamed of did exist, and he had
reached the outer edges of it.
George Orwell
#24. She would allow her hair to be loose, and she then would appear to me out of the corner of my eye as some blinding Valkyrie, some effulgent flood of a thing, beauty without no boundaries, burning at the edges of itself.
Jesse Ball
#25. The darkness gets bigger; it's pushing at the edges of my skull, clouding my vision. I grab Evie by the hand and start to drag her inside. She protests vociferously.
Paula Hawkins
#26. The soles of his shoes are worn the way the edges of erasers become rounded with use. As though he walks around correcting his mistakes.
Nadeem Aslam
#27. Doubt is like frostbite, shivering at the edges of my mind.
Jodi Picoult
#28. Frankly, I'm mainly telling the story to myself. Thinking about audience is too daunting, and worst case, invites you to homogenize, to soften the hard edges of things.
Anna Quindlen
#29. We're not ignoring the problem, not really. We're all aware it's there, even Bo. We see the edges of this new Bo, this Bo who's special, different. We're not ignoring it. We're just carefully, carefully avoiding it.
Beth Revis
#30. An ache stayed inside her. And a faint reverberating hum of something close to joy lived on the outer edges of her memory, some kind of longing that had been answered once and was simply not answered anymore.
Elizabeth Strout
#31. Time has that funny way of smoothing out the rough edges of things, even ones that hurt a little bit. Or a lot.
Megan Hart
#32. I love films where you go into the cinema and loosen the edges of yourself and you hopefully enter into the world of the film. You're watching something unfold before you. I prefer the idea of wonder or intense wonder over shock or something.
Julia Leigh
#33. Fatigue roughens up the edges of your nerves; it exposes your fears and your weaknesses.
June Havoc
#34. Music relates sound and time and so pictures the ultimate edges of human commmunications.
Iris Murdoch
#35. A single twist of white-blonde hair blew across her face and stuck to her half-frozen lips. When she noticed me, the edges of her eyes crinkled as though she were smiling, as if she had been waiting.
Julia Ember
#36. Boredom has a bad rap. Its true character reveals you are deep inside your comfort zone. Boredom is a docent beckoning toward the edges of a labyrinth.
Gina Greenlee
#37. Time has a way of fading the sharp edges of a person's image.
Kristen Callihan
#38. the rain falls, catching the trailing edges of net curtains which flow out of open windows like fishing nets lowered over the backs of boats, nets hung neatly between the outside and the in, keeping floundering secrets firmly hidden...
Jon McGregor
#39. Poetry, I thought then, and still do, is a matter of space on the page interrupted by a few well-chosen words, to give them importance. Prose is a less grand affair which has to stretch to the edges of the page to be convincing.
Fay Weldon
#40. As flowers carry dewdrops, trembling on the edges of the petals, and ready to fall at the first waft of wind or brush of bird, so the heart should carry its beaded words of thanksgiving; and at the first breath of heavenly flavor, let down the shower, perfumed with the heart's gratitude.
Henry Ward Beecher
#41. Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
-Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore
#42. Bloom to the fullest along the cutting edges of life.
Angelica Hopes
#43. I promise to be careful."
"Really careful," she insisted.
He found the hard edges of his mouth turning up. "Really really careful," he clarified.
Christine Feehan
#45. Hyacinth took out a bottle of rum, and Phaedra raised her eyebrows, a reflex she'd acquired upon seeing her father and mother under its influence, their eyes and mouths turned wilder, as if a cork at the edges of their personalities had come unscrewed.
Naomi Jackson
#46. A watched pot never boils, but if I took my eyes from these negative thoughts for a second they would spill over the edges of my lips, and boil the beautiful moment alive as we lived it.
Craig Stone
#47. I think happy thoughts and feel happy things and I do not let myself near the swirling black edges of the hole that is my soul when I look at them.
Kiersten White
#48. Anytime you step out of an embedded reporting situation, you're always making calculations about what's safe and what's not safe, feeling out the edges of your life, of what's possible, and what risks you're putting everyone else to.
Rick Rowley
#49. Owls are nocturnal, swooping down silently, with the soft edges of their feathers muffling the sound of the wings, before pouncing and swallowing their prey whole. Death unseen, death unheard, death from above - the military drones of the animal kingdom
B.V. Lawson
#50. I thought calming thoughts and visualized serene places. Eventually, i found myself drifting along the frenetic edges of my mind. The Sandman was nowhere to be found, as i slipped further away from sleep.
Jaeda DeWalt
#51. Beautiful like all the Shadowhunters were beautiful, like moonlight shearing off the edges of broken glass: lovely and deadly. Beautiful things, cruel things, cruel in that way that only people who absolutely believed in the rightness of their cause could be cruel.
Cassandra Clare
#52. However the problem wasn't with the vase, or even that the vases kept breaking. The problem was that I kept putting them on the edges of tables.
Yasmin Mogahed
#53. Like the medieval cartographers of Europe, who felt one would fall into endless space at the edges of the oceans of their maps, we fear the presumed nothingness of no-self. Fortunately, there have been many spiritual circumnavigators who have returned to tell the tale of the beauty beyond self.
Kathleen Dowling Singh
#54. My Irish mate told me, if you file down the edges of a 50 pence piece, you can use it as a 10p.
Frank Carson
#55. To get back to the original subject, most dragons prefer to be friends at a distance. Occasionally meet where the edges of our territories join - that sort of thing. Chat, exchange news, perhaps play a round of the riddle game, then go our separate ways.
Mercedes Lackey
#56. Writing and the hope of writing pulls me back from the edges of despair. I believe insanity and despair are at times one and the same.
Bell Hooks
#57. Artists think along the edges of the box, because that's where things get done. That's where the audience is, that's where the means of production are available, and that's where you can make an impact.
Seth Godin
#58. Time softens memories, sanding down the rough edges of death.
Amy Harmon
#59. Success and failure are two edges of the same blade, two sides of the same coin. To fear one is to forever deny the possibility of the other.
Michelle Sagara West
#60. I used to wonder if the occasionally rough edges of politics were unique here under the Great North Star. But I ventured out a bit this past year, and I tell you that, as partisan quarrels go, ours really aren't so bad.
Sarah Palin
#61. I imagine the ones we've lost as ghosts who prowl about the edges of the light, waiting for us to join them. Sometimes that's terrifying, and sometimes it's reassuring, a promise of homecoming.
Ann Aguirre
#62. Overdone lipstick is a deterrent to men. It rubs off easily onto their skin and the edges of their shirts, so it discourages them from kissing, touching, and coming closer to you, which is what they really want to do!
Helen Fisher
#63. She flashed upon his life with an electric energy, shattering every day's effort at work and leaving a kind of glimmering burning feeling all day and night around the edges of his heart.
Niall Williams
#64. Who wants a bag of bones?" he said, with absolute sincerity. "I don't want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I'm bedding.
Charlaine Harris
#65. Poetry and painting continue to be companions: they cast their shadow and light, their silences and tones, at the edges of each other.
Pierre Coupey
#66. The first encounter report had come from some weak-tea heiligenschein type charting the edges of the quantum information paradox in realities with anisotropic causalities. (Kids these days. Whatever happened to popping down to Earth to play burning bush to a roving band of shepherds?)
Ian Tregillis
#67. If you become sick yourself, don't waste your vomit by sending it overboard. Vomit makes an excellent border guard. Puke on the edges of your territory.
Yann Martel
#68. The students lurked on the edges of their teachers' lives for years, and brought bulletins from their own lives, which over time began to include lovers, ambitions, an upward trajectory.
Meg Wolitzer
#69. Behind all the surface composure, there seemed to be a great darkness: an urge to test himself, to take risks, to haunt the edges of things.
Paul Auster
#70. She hadn't had this much to drink in ages, knew she'd pay for it in the morning, but for now, she reveled in this beautiful padding that protected her from the sharp edges of reality
the unanswered questions, the fear that was always with her.
Blake Crouch
#71. What can it be about low temperatures
that sharpens the edges of objects?
Ian McEwan
#72. What else should our lives be but a continual series of beginnings, of painful settings out into the unknown, pushing off from the edges of consciousness into the mystery of what we have not yet become.
David Malouf
#73. Bad vibes, an underlying sickness or misery that oozed out around the edges of conversations and interactions.
Nevada Barr
#74. The terrors ingrained in a child went deeper than any anxiety acquired as an adult. The fear bred itself right into growing bones, mellowed into hatred, and became part of the DNA. In my case, it laced the edges of every cell, like heroin and equally addictive. The
Anne McAneny
#75. After a while, a woman can find the satin edges of grace in tragedy's wool blanket.
Susan Reinhardt
#76. That time had a funny way of dimming the edges of reality until only something blurry remained,
Nicholas Sparks
#77. We live in a time like dreaming ... The edges of our lives flutter and change as we watch them. Listen to the dream.
Sheri S. Tepper
#78. But even if he had dreamed, even if dreamlike images arose from the edges of his mind, they would have nowhere to perch on the slippery slopes of his consciousness, instead quickly sliding off, down into the void.
Haruki Murakami
#79. My soul is a canvas stretched across four wooden corners and tacked with copper nails that sink into the edges of timber like teeth. My art is nothing less than my salvation.
Keariene Muizz
#80. I could tell that the wolf thought he had it in the bag, a savage smile curling up the edges of his mouth, when all of a sudden the tree next to ours swung one of its branches over and whacked the ever-loving shit out of that wolf, right on its stupid wolf head.
Elle Casey
#82. What matters most has an ultimate metallic quality of death. The chasuble and the wagon wheel, the razor and the prickly beards of shepherds, the bare moon, a fly, humid cupboards, rubble piles, the images of saints covered in lace, quicklime, and the wounding edges of the rooflines and watchtowers.
Federico Garcia Lorca
#84. An ancient noise, like a fox bark, makes an attempt at the edges of my brain.
Emma Healey
#85. Across the moon-pale scar that marred my forearm, Darian danced in dark ink, the gracefully curving edges of his name unravelling into a spill of colour as joyful and haphazard as the promise of stars.
Alexis Hall
#86. If not just the brain but the quirks that made the individual were composed of recycled matter only, it was hard to be sure where the edges of one such being ended and another person began.
Sebastian Faulks
#87. You hung around the tattered edges of my soul, that's where you preferred to be ...
Jaeda DeWalt
#88. Poems are soft kitten furs. smoothing out the rough edges of my world.
Sanober Khan
#89. I try to feel my own edges in the
low light. I send my mind to the
outer edges of me - where do I end?
I send myself to my innermost edges,
and I see that in both directions
I am infinite.
Jessica Bates
#90. For every work of fiction, the author inserts a bit of themself to make the story seem more real. For every work of nonfiction, the edges of reality must be blurred creatively to keep the reader's interest.
A.K. Wallace
#91. For the second time since meeting her, Echo looked as if I'd slapped her. Water pooled at the bottom edges of her eyes, her cheeks flushed red and she blinked rapidly. She'd succeeded in making me feel like a d*ck ... again.
Katie McGarry
#92. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me. Had you told me that I was seven again, I might have half believed you, for a moment.
Neil Gaiman
#93. The years cool passions for some men, neutralize poison, soften the edges of grief and rage and prejudice. But for others, they hold on even tighter to the things that burn their insides out regardless of the passage of time, or even in spite of it, as if to curse the very world itself.
Jeff Salyards
#94. Trapped, cutting herself against the jagged edges of her emotions, she was a prisoner of her own spirit.
Leigh Hershkovich
#95. All true cultural creativity happens at the edges of the horizons of the possible, so by definition our most culturally creative endeavors have a high risk of failure.
Andy Crouch
#96. All my novels are about the ambiguities that lie beneath the sharp edges of the law.
Scott Turow
#97. At the edges of her unconscious mind, something crept on cat feet, nightmares lying in wait, preparing for the moment when she would begin to dream.
Thomas Randall
#98. Possibility, infinity, beauty
none of those words were right. [ ... ] What he really wanted to say was: have you felt this? this phantom life streaking like a phosphorescent hound at the edges of your ruin?
Haven Kimmel
#99. Wisdom did not belong to mortals, and those whom others called wise were only those who, through grim experience, had touched the very edges of unwelcome truths. For the wise, even joy was tinged with sorrow.
Steven Erikson
#100. We humans are a hungry lot. We are driven by a craving to know who we are. Yet who we are is embedded in the heart of a holy God. Unless we seek for ourselves in the epicenter of God's grace, we will be forever condemned to walk the arid edges of self-understanding.
Calvin Miller
