Best 36 of Edge quotes - MyQuotes
So be careful when you bend over.
I reached my very edge. I was about to break down. I was about to break through.
Nothing is ever as simple as it seems. At the edge of perception, weird things dance and howl.
Daring plays the game to its edge.
J. R. Rim
Why study things of no use? To learn you don't need it and concentrate your efforts on what is important to you.
If you aren't living on the edge you're taking up too much room. Anon.
Hunter S. Thompson
Indeed ... but no sand this time, so the lever goes up into fourth, and now there's no sound except wind. Screw it all the way over, reach through the handlebars to raise the headlight beam, the needle leans down on a hundred, and wind-burned eyeballs strain to see down the centerline, trying to provide a margin for the reflexes. But with the throttle screwed on there is only the barest margin, and no room at all for mistakes. It has to be done right ... and that's when the strange music starts, when you stretch your luck so far that fear becomes exhilaration and vibrates along your arms. You can barely see at a hundred; the tears blow back so fast that they vaporize before they get to your ears. The only sounds are wind and a dull roar floating back from the mufflers. You watch the white line and try to lean with it ... howling through a turn to the right, then to the left and down the long hill to Pacifica ... letting off now, watching for cops, but only until the next dark stretch and another few seconds on the edge ... The Edge ... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others -- the living -- are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later. But the edge is still Out there. Or maybe it's In. The association of motorcycles with LSD is no accident of publicity. They are both a means to an end, to the place of definitions.
Nothing can be inside an edgeless universe.
Smartass Disciple: Master, tell me what is it beyond this universe ? Master of Stupidity: No 'space' in no 'gravity'. No 'thing' in spaceless.
When we don’t see the value of a thing, we don’t put the protective edge.
There is order and even great beauty in what looks like total chaos. If we look closely enough at the randomness around us, patterns will start to emerge.
The Word of God I think of as a straight edge, which shows up our own crookedness. We can't really tell how crooked our thinking is until we line it up with the straight edge of Scripture.
M T Anderson
I'm electric with vertigo, even though I'm on the ground, vertigo like I felt once when I stood on the edge of a high cliff in Arizona and looked straight down.
There are no walls at the edge of this universe... absence of gravity is the limit of space existence.
Only ever doing what feels comfortable is a form of suicide.
At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the world, but for a moment, then leave. At the edge, where life losses its edginess, and thoughts we will become one, someday. At the edge the sun drops, the ring falls, and senses of raindrops climb upwards to the gray sky.
Why does the forbidden always add that edge of sweetness?
...and you will hold me with your wondering eyes in the serenity of purest mind at the dreams edge of my quiet golden shores accompanied by the melodies of emerald blue rippling waves where I will always remain voicing harmony in the over the rainbow soothing memories of your heart...
What if we fan the flames of Delight while we get to play in the dappled sunlight at the edge of time?
She has folded Them back into her body as petals Of a rose close when the garden Stiffens and odours bleed From the sweet, deep throats of the night flower. The moon has nothing to be sad about, Staring from her hood of bone.
What good is a dream that doesn’t test the mettle of the dreamer? What good is a path that doesn’t carry us to the edge of our capacity and then beyond that place? A true calling involves a great exposure before it can become a genuine refuge.
Smartass Disciple: Master, where is exactly the edge of this universe ? Master of Stupidity: Edge is wherever the absence of universal gravity.
When the river of emotions bursts its banks and expectations go over the edges of reality, the brain creates hallucinations. Ringxiety-stricken people feel illusive vibrating alerts and hear phantom phone rings, since absence of ringing generates scaring emptiness and destroys their self-esteem. ("Kein Schwein ruft mich an" )
Never forget why you should win or achieve your goals and dreams. Once you feel you are losing purpose in the process, remind yourself why you saw the need to begin in the first place, let that drive you.
Glennon Doyle Melton
But I drink differently than they do. They drink to take the edge off. I drink to disappear.
Complacency is a sword of two edges. One edge kills hard earned successes while the other end stops future glories. Complacency is a murderer and a barrier!
The problem with doing cutting edge research is that the masses think that you are nuts!
How are things on the edge of space?
Staying within the edge will not get you to cutting-edge. Risk a little to achieve. - Kailin Gow. Strong
Soke Behzad Ahmadi
The Hand (Kara-Te) is the cutting edge of the Mind
Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha
The world is a marketplace. We all are in business and what we are selling is our unique selves.
Mind needs more than 3D perception to be able to see edge of the universe.
You may fall down when you dance on the edge but edge is the source of all miracles and mystery.
I wonder the world desperate to find the edge of myself.
edge of town all graveyard and the sound of waves
We may wonder what is going on in the back of the mind and what betides in the mood of some people who live on the edge of isolation and emotional poverty. They belong to life’s outcasts: deserted by affection, deprived of physical or lingual contact and finally reduced to silence. ("Why didn't he ask ? ")