Quotes About Rescue

She pressed to the wall between that window and the door and held her breath, praying like the spider that no eye would fall on her, as Lady Ariane Conn and her knights brought the naked prisoner from Engline.

Blinking, startled, as if he had utterly forgotten the Elf-Knight's existence, Kit turned away from the mortal men and hurried to Murchaud's side. Kit pulled Murchaud upright, checking his injuries with a fussiness that left Will tasting bile and jealousy.

A timely rescue, gentlemen. Now find me a pair of trousers, and we'll see if we can manage a timelier one.

I have to get out of here. The bastards have Will.

This time, there had been no evident danger, but nevertheless she was carried helplessly into the air and away.

I think you did try to save him for you loved him. And he failed to be saved because he loved himself.

The news of Will's escape was enough to grant Kit new strength of intent. He'll come for me. He won't leave me here. He knew it, with the same calm certainty with which he'd known that he could not leave Will to take his own place in Hell.

She wanted to save Rien from any hurt, but there were some hurts you could rescue no one from.

Right now I would welcome the most wicked baron who ever lived if he could save me from my aunt and her plans," Minerva declared.

It was Nick's voice Nick's arms. He turned me on my back and swam with me, pulling me to the bank.

Self-pity is... a sinkhole from which no rescuing hand can drag you because you have chosen to sink.

He leaned toward her father. " 'Tis true, I am a murderer, a liar, and a thief. 'Tis equally true that I will use whatever monstrous talents I possess to keep your daughter at my side. You can take Avalene to a convent at the ends of the earth and I will find her and steal her away again. I will lie to God, himself, to free her. I will protect her with my life, and I will murder anyone who threatens her.

I think so." That's why she'd saved the boy. His future might not be earth shattering or cancer saving. He was still important, though. And that's what mattered most.

Jean was visited by one of her rare moments of happiness, one of those moments when the goodness of God was so real to her that it was like taste and scent; the rough strong taste of honey in the comb and the scent of water. Her thoughts of God had a homeliness that at times seemed shocking, in spite of their power, which could rescue her from terror or evil with an ease that astonished her.

You fainted and I caught you. It was the first time I supported a human. You had such heavy bones. I put myself between you and gravity. Impossible.

Why did you choose to save me?" "I could not let you die." He placed the plate and glass on the kitchen counter. "But you have let goodness knows how many people die. Why me?" "You made me..." He leaned against the counter and looked at her. "You made me…feel.

I never thanked you for saving my life" she finally said softly. " I never thanked you for not leaving me to die" he responded without hesitation, as though he, too, had been waiting to say the words for a long while but had never found the right time

cell phone. He gave her more water, told her to drink it slowly, then began leading her back the way they had come; her legs were

I have sometimes been sad that Tennessee Williams wrote that line for Blanche DuBois, "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." Many of us have been saved many times by the kindness of strangers, but after a while it sounds trite, like a bumper sticker.

I have sometimes been sad that Tennessee Williams wrote that line for Blanche DuBois, "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." Many of us have been saved many times by the kindness of strangers, but after a while it sounds trite, like a bumper sticker. And that's what makes me sad, that a beautiful and true line comes to be used so often that it takes on the superficial sound of a bumper sticker.

Maybe you fall in love with people who save your life, even when you think it's not worth saving.

Podías haber picado espuelas y largarte. Pero en vez de eso, viniste a socorrerme. Asintió Ruy Díaz sin apartar la vista de los exploradores. —Huir sólo sirve para morir cansado y sin honra.

His arm pulled me up from the forest floor,

When she woke in the morning, there would be no glass on the floor. No comforter lying on the chair. Hawk Cahill, the cowboy hero to the rescue, would have been only a dream in the middle of her waking nightmare.