“I’m dancing on the edge of throwing it all away.”

I may not have been able to keep my heart, but I’ve kept my strength.

I wonder how many scars I would see if I cut you open to reveal all your truths.

It’s comforting to know that I can still make a home in the places we used to occupy.

Everything I want is in your hands. And yet you have nothing to give.

The battle between emotion and logic is most brutal.

Come sleep in my heart. Make a home of it there.

Before I met you, I had a lion within me.

Emotions are such complex concepts to understand.

The light found me in the palm of your hand.

Your smile is a delicacy.

No one told me how hard it was going to be to find myself.

The tip of my tongue is a tireless sword that I defend your name with.

I adore all of these stolen moments with you.

You started forest fires beneath my skin.

The love I have for you burns faster than a forest fire.

Does fully moving on actually exist? So far, I haven’t found it.

There is a percentage of people who want to be a little bit outside their comfort zone and I am one of them, someone who lives on the edge.

Political thriller? International thriller? Financial thriller? Whatever you call it, The Ascendant is smart, edgy, fast-paced storytelling at its best.

Work is most fulfilling when you’re at the comfortable, exciting edge of not quite knowing what you are doing.

The Ascendant is smart, edgy, fast-paced storytelling at its best.

It turned out that time doesn’t heal the wound , but in its so merciful way , blunts the edges ever so slightly

I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q…

The white foam knows nothing better than those sands which wait for it , rise to it and suck it in .but what do the waves know of the massed, hot, still sands of the desert just twenty , no , ten feet beyond the scalloped edge ?

Discussion without asperity, sympathy with fusion, gayety unracked by too abundant jests, mental ease in approaching one another; these are the things which give a pleasant smoothness to the rough edge of life.