Quotes About Rescue

You had to admire a guy who wanted to keep you from death.

I smiled. He had come for me. Saved me. How many times would this man save my life?

The trouble with drowning in the mess of your own life is that you're not in any shape to save anyone else. You can't be a lighthouse when you're underwater yourself.

After all, what good is a life saved if you fail to live it?

To the general public, Tann was simply a matronly, well-meaning woman who devoted her life to rescuing children in need. Her celebration of children adopted by wealthy, well-known families helped to popularize the idea of adoption in general and dispel the widespread belief that orphaned children were undesirable and inherently damaged.

Emily is safe now as well. I know it. She isn't cold or alone or hungry. She is not lost in the woods, running wildly as in my dreams. Seeking rescue. She is home. All around her, there is nothing but love.

My hero finally found me in that too-high tower, rescued me from it's cold walls, set me down among free men and bolted. Freedom, with all it's possibilities, just feels cold and lonely. I want to go back to my tower. I need those walls. I need the protection. The walls were always my true plus-one.

I'm just an everyday kind of hero. If the everyday kind saves babies from burning buildings and looks hotter than hell in bunker gear.

I would fight the world for you, but I'm damned if I can figure out how to save you from yourself.

I feel like, when we're kids, you're sold into this fairy tale of what love is. That Prince Charming's gonna come along and save you and you're gonna live happily ever after. They're gonna rescue me from the Bronx, and we're gonna go off and live in a castle somewhere and it's gonna be awesome. He's gonna love me forever, and I'm gonna love him forever, and it's gonna be real easy. And it's so different than that.

A lawyer is a gentleman who rescues your estate from your enemies and keeps it for himself.

Two Metro fire-rescue vessels—bright yellow with

Why does one person miraculously survive against all odds, while others perish when all they had to do was wait to be rescued?

herself to her knees. The floor was rotted wood. He unsheathed the knife he'd taken from her, and he sliced through the rope securing her wrists. She winced as her left arm fell free. Eugene reached for the jacket zipper at her neck. With a ripping sound he yanked it down and pushed open her jacket. He slid it off her shoulders. Her jacket fell to the ground. He punched her

he broke through the wall of men surrounding Olivia—dim-witted fowl clustered about a dozing crocodile, as he saw it—and offered to take her home.

Sixty-five seconds, he said. You weren't breathing for sixty-five seconds after we found you. I lived and died during each one of them. He let out a breath. Never again.

Aidan Kincaid, wearing cargo pants and a dark blue T-shirt with a Search-and-Rescue emblem on the pec, a radio on his hip, looking dusty and hot and tired and sexy as hell.

After that, he'd turned to fighting, and not the good kind either. Finn, physically older by seven years, mentally older by about a hundred, had single-handedly saved Sean from just about every situation he'd ever landed himself in.

Maybe you know the monsters, Martin, Murphy said quietly. But I know the guy who stops them. And if they don't return the girl, we'll make them regret it. She nodded at me and said, Let's go. We can watch Dresden kill the bitch.

It bothered me that he was right. Without Sir Stuart's intervention, I'd have been dead again already. That's right--you heard me: dead again already. I mean, come on. How screwed up is your life (after- or otherwise) when you find yourself needing phrases like that?

My friend is going to save a little girl from monsters. I am going with him. That's what friends do.

I glanced up at Thomas. We've still got Hook, right? He's being held prisoner on a ceramic-lined cookie sheet in the oven, Thomas said. I figured he couldn't jigger his way out of a bunch of steel, and it would give him something to think about before we start asking questions. That's an awful thing to do to one of the Little Folk, man, I said. I'm planning to start making a pie in front of him. Nice. Thank you.

Come with me if you want to live," I said. "Excuse me?" "No time," I said. "It isn't your fault, but you're into some bad business, Harvey. There's a woman with two hired goons about to come up your back steps, and they aren't here to sell you a magazine subscription." "What?" he said. "Do you have an appointment?

Littlemouse was in danger, doubtless a prisoner, and the humans could not be trusted to handle her rescue with appropriate violence. They might be willing to leave someone alive, and Rowl was not prepared to tolerate incompetence where his personal human was concerned. He had just gotten her properly trained.