A lot of times, you feel like you're walking on eggshells in a creative environment, because everyone's having to watch out for egos so much of the time.
Denis Law could dance on eggshells.
What they had between them was still as fragile as flickering candle flame, as delicate as eggshell - and he knew that if it shattered, if he somehow let it break and be destroyed, something inside him would shatter too, something that could never be fixed.
Very gently. Like there are eggshells on your pedals, and you don’t want to break them. That’s how you drive in the rain.
The broken eggshell of a civilization which time has hatched and devoured.
What need, Dunstan wondered, could someone have of the storm-filled eggshells?
Jeezum—humans were like eggshells.