Kim Edwards Quotes

They turned a distracted gaze on the world, wide-eyed, somehow, and questioning.

He fished in his pocket for his keys and instead pulled out the last geode, gray and smooth, earth-shaped. He held it, warming in his palm, thinking of all mysteries the world contained: layers of stone, concealed beneath the flesh of earth and grass; these dull rocks, with their glimmering hidden hearts.

There was something not quite right about her eagerness, an eerie kind of voyeurism in her need for bad news.

The place was a familiar as breath but as far from his life now as the moon.

Music is like you touch the pulse of the world. Music is always happening, and sometimes you get to touch it for a while, and when you do you know that everything's connetcted to everything else.

The challenges in this place are real and sometimes very difficult, but I've learned to slow down and look for beauty in my days, for the mysteries and blessings woven into everything, into the very words we speak.

No one could suspect the intricate mysteries of her heart.

Grief, it seemed, was a physical place.

The city of Pittsburgh gleaming suddenly before her . . . so startling in its vastness and its beauty that she had gasped and slowed, afraid of losing control of the car

He'd kept this silence because his own secrets were darker, more hidden, and because he believed that his secrets had created hers.

Lately, the world felt fragile, like a blown egg, as if it might shatter beneath a careless touch.

You can't spend the rest of your life tiptoeing around to try and avert disaster. It won't work. You'll just end up missing the life you have.

That there were other worlds, invisible, unknown, beyond imagination even, was a revelation to him.

It seemed there was no end at all to the lies a person could tell, once she got started.