A Quote by T. J. Stiles

A thin line separates destiny from coincidence. — © T. J. Stiles
A thin line separates destiny from coincidence.
I have often marveled at the thin line which separates success from failure.
There is only a very thin line which separates a genius from the eccentric.
There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.
All of the films I have made, that I have chosen to make, are all about the thin line between good and evil. And also the thin line that exists in each and every one of us. That's what my films are about.
A thin line separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt. Our lives constantly walk that line. When we slip off on one side or the other, we're taken by surprise. But who said there wouldn't be surprises? Knowing God just means that all the rules will be fair; at the end of our life drama, we'll see that. We never know how things will turn out, but if we know with certainty they will make sense regardless of how they turn out, we're on to something.
Sure, I’m gray-shading the line that separates stable and crazy, but the point is, there is a line. And I haven’t completely crossed over to lunatic.
only a thin partition separates the psychically normal from the diseased.
There is a thin line between genius and insanity, and in Larry's (MacPhail) case it was sometimes so thin you could see him drifting back and forth.
I stared at the creased map on my wall, the thin green line connecting all the places I had read about. There they were, all the cities of my imaginary future, held together with tape and marker and pins. In six months, a lot had changed. There was no thin green line that could lead me to my future anymore. Just a girl.
A moment comes in war when the last line must be crossed. The line that separates what you hold dear from what total war demands. If he couldn't cross that line, the battle was over, and he was lost. His heart, the war. Her face, the battlefield. With a cry only he could hear, the hunter turned. And ran.
A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.
There's a line that separates having confidence and being conceited. I don't cross that line, but I have a lot of confidence in myself.
There's a thin line baby. A thing line between love and hate." -Cage York
The great companies did not know that the line between hunger and anger is a thin line.
There's a thin line between catering to the masses and making a fool of yourself; I try to walk that line.
Synchronicity is an inexplicable and profoundly meaningful coincidence that stirs the soul and offers a glimpse of one's destiny.
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