Quotes About Boundaries

The more people we exclude, the more people will want to join. That's what exclusive means.

Leslie called them Judy and Bill, which bothered Jess more than he wanted it to. It was none of his business what Leslie called her parents. But he just couldn't get used to it.

but as any poet can testify, limits encourage both inspiration and decisiveness.

sometimes we must accept what we can and cannot do.

It dawned on her in that moment that what she had loved so much when she heard the harp's music and then began to play in the midst of the storm was this sense or suggestion of a place, a world without such rules. A place where boundaries simply did not exist, but living things moved freely, in a limitless space, and yet were still connected to everything in much the same way the harp's music enveloped all the people in the music room last night. Page: 159 - 160

I walked along a highway. I was looking for a place to sit down, for some grass I could walk in, for a wood I could explore. I walked for hours. All land on both sides of the highway, cultivated and wild, was private. I had to keep walking on the highway. I thought that people today when they move move only by car, train, boat, or plane and so move only on roads. They perceive only the roads, the map, the prison. I think it's becoming harder to get off the roads.

You know dear, assured one woman, men have to be trained, just like any household pet. It's up to the woman to lay down the rules from the beginning.

In the hills giant oaks Fall upon their knees You can touch parts You have no right to

The Well or the Cup How can you tell at the start what you can give away and what you must hold to your heart. What is the well and what is a cup. Some people get drunk up.

Of course, a human heart is bound to be complex. But it must be limited.

But Ruth and Tommy never did anything gross in front of people, and if sometimes they cuddled or whatever, it felt like they were genuinely doing it for each other, not for an audience.

Why was I so hostile to Moira B. that day when she was, really, a natural ally? What it was, I suppose, is that Moira was suggesting she and I cross some line together, and I wasn't prepared for that yet.

we are all much too complacent about the great wonders that surround us. I mean, all this we've been talking about. Treaties and boundaries and reparations and occupations. But Mother Nature just carries on her own sweet way.

Fences, what are they? Stage design. That's the nice thing about England. Hedges give a sense of history properly set down in the land.

Once you let a muthafucka slide, they start figure skating." –Source Unknown

If it gets too bad, go. I'll understand." I won't.

Next Clay gave the house rules for living with theSorrentinos , which sounded a lot like the Ten Commandments. Thou shall not lie, steal anything, kill anyone, disrespect your hosts or covet any of Nick's girlfriends. And if you break the rules, you'll get your ass kicked and handed to you in pieces—a part I suspect God left out.

Common courtesy dictates that we never drain the lifeblood of anyone to whom we've been formally introduced.

Believe me, I have better things to do than sabotage your friendships. No one else's world revolves around you, Cassandra. -Paige to Cassandra

Hello, Aaron, Brigid said, sliding up to him and running a finger down his chest. You're looking good . . . as always. Aaron lifted her finger off his shirt and let it drop. Put some clothing on, Brigid. She smiled up at him. Why? Tempted? Yeah, to cover my eyes.

Demon possession strains the boundaries of credulity, given the sheer number of times it seems to happen. One would really hope demons had better things to do with their time.

A strike within the realm of the professional never justifies retribution in the realm of the personal

I'm staying here, I whispered down. I'll keep an aerial eye out for trouble. I'm coming with you, Chloe said. Derek tried to stop her. She said it made sense for her to be in the trees with me in case of a ground attack, and that convinced him. Not that it mattered, I think—she'd have done what she wanted. She obviously didn't take his crap. Still, it would drive me crazy, constantly needing to remind my boyfriend that I could handle myself just fine. My brother was bad enough.

Jeremy shifted to the left, blocking my view of Clay, as if we were Siamese fighting fish that wouldn't attack if we couldn't see each other.