Gena Showalter Quotes

I'm always standing on the edge of something bad.

You can't even stand without risking to fall.

Life can be like walking on a high wire. Falling seems a tiny misstep away.

You know when you're sitting on a chair and you lean back so you're just on two legs and you lean too far so you almost fall over but at the last second you catch yourself? I feel like that all the time.

I have given my all Catch me catch me I think I'm gonna fall

But relying on one person for your every need is so dangerous. One set of hands isn't enough to keep you from falling.

Every good thing in the world stands on the razor-edge of danger.

…the situation is in the hands of virtually mad dogs.

Vivre est une chute horizontale. Life is a horizontal fall.

The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.

...painfully curious...about how it feels to fall.

Nobody wants to fall into a safety net, because it means the structure in which they've been living is in a state of collapse and they have no choice but to tumble downwards. However, it beats the alternative.

I like being at that place where you can either fall or stand. That's where I think you really have a shot at doing something truthful.

I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.

The. World. Is. Not. A. Safe. Place.

What a seaOf melting ice I walk on!

Jesus, you've got a death wish." "Right now I have a bathroom-and-sleep-somewhere safe wish, kid.

Jamie chose that moment to almost fall down the stairs. Mae took his whole weight and grabbed the banister. Seb reached out but Jamie shied away, and Nick gave Jamie a push in the chest that was clearly intended to right him, but that nearly had him toppling over backward. Balance eventually restored to them all, Jamie gave Nick an approving look. "You are my friend," he told him. "Yeah, I am," said Nick. "But these stairs," Jamie said sadly. "They are not my friends.

but sometimes one person can hold you up in life, keep you standing, and without that hand to hold, you can find yourself free-falling no matter how strong you used to be, no matter how hard you try to remain steady.

All that I am hangs by a thread tonight

Every flight begins with a fall.

Death and disaster are at our shoulders every second of our lives, trying to get at us. Missing, a lot of the time. A lot of miles on the motorway without a front wheel blow-out. A lot of viruses that slither through our bodies without snagging. A lot of pianos that fall a minute after we've passed. Or a month, it makes no difference. So unless we're going to get down on our knees and give thanks every time disaster misses, it makes no sense to moan when it strikes.

Don't dare a person who has nothing else left to lose.

Trust not one night's ice.

If you had a friend who was a tightrope walker, and you were walking down a sidewalk, and he fell, that would be completely unacceptable.