I never wanted to be well-rounded. I do not admire well-rounded people nor their work. So far as I can see, nothing good in the world has ever been done by well-rounded people. The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges, because those edges cut things and leave an imprint, a design.— Harry Crews
Helpful Jagged Edge quotations
Being on the edge isn't as safe, but the view is better.
It is easy to be liked when the world has no jagged edges, when life is electric blankets and peach ice cream. But to be beloved, a man needs a dragon.
If you look at a record under a microscope, the high frequencies are short jagged edges... and the low frequencies are long swinging ones are deep bass sounds. When it cut it at half speed, you're getting more of those on the record.
It's not about the end goal. It's about who you become by consistently pushing the edge of your limits.
There is no pain greater than this; not the cut of a jagged-edged dagger nor the fire of a dragon's breath. Nothing burns in your heart like the emptiness of losing something, someone, before you truly have learned of its value.
Time goes on, and your life is still there, and you have to live it.
After a while you remember the good things more often than the bad. Then, gradually, the empty silent parts of you fill up with sounds of talking and laughter again, and the jagged edges of sadness are softened by memories.
I'm the light skinned version of Mandingo, I've seen more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo.
Write at the edges of the day.
The family in the West is finished... its origin was economic, not biological... the odd group of strangers that make up every family no longer have any reason to live together, to suffer from one another's jagged edges.
If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle.
My life is not packaged, Not tidy. There are leftover strands and jagged Edges that cut even my friends.
Let the jagged edge of sobriety be now dulled.
When I wake, a piece of sharp green glass on the floor is cutting into my hand and I know it's a sign. I etch a letter on my hand; put it on top so I can see the jagged edges bleeding out; S. S is for sorrow, for all I don't say. S is for sick now, my punishing ways.