Quotes About Protection

Never be too willing to expose yourself to your weaknesses. Find ways to curve your weaknesses by forming buffers between your vices and your heart.

Anger is the deepest form of compassion, for another, for the world, for the self, for a life, for the body, for a family and for all our ideals, all vulnerable and all, possibly about to be hurt. Stripped of physical imprisonment and violent reaction, anger is the purest form of care, the internal living flame of anger always illuminates what we belong to, what we wish to protect and what we are willing to hazard ourselves for.

The gun without the training just means you've given your attacker a free gun.

I reached out and, with a small move of my body, did something that would change my life forever. I gently moved Amy aside and stepped down ahead of her, putting myself between her and the shadows.

Lord save little children! They abide.

I keep my own personality in a cupboard under the stairs at home so that no one else can see it or nick it.

Imagine Cara caring enough to make a police report about an abused child knowing the information will likely be unwelcome to the police, enraging to the parent, and unappreciated by the child, knowing nothing might happen, or worse, that the kid may be beaten for the trouble it causes—yet hoping this case is one where the child is actually helped. There's nothing depressing about the heroism teachers show every day.

WAIT! You may be wondering why the red suit. Well, that's so bad guys don't see me bleed.

A memorandum is written not to inform the reader but to protect the writer.

A memorandum is written to protect the writer - not to inform his reader.

No people in history have ever survived, who thought they could protect their freedom by making themselves inoffensive to their enemies.

Art is the only buffer against the ravages of time

We have a responsibility to stand watch over one another, we are watchers, all of us, watchers, guarding against the darkness.

May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall softly upon your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand." Afterward

Only you mattered in that moment. Only you. And I would have done anything to save you. I would have paid any price committed any sin sold my very soul to do it.

Plants develop poison as a protection against predation. Should I keep one out simply because it has learnt better than its brothers how to defend itself? Roses have thorns and yet no one ever thinks to ban them from a garden for being prickly.

Second rule of the bush. Never get too close to anything that has offspring. What's the first rule? Food runs. If you don't want to be food, don't run.

She is wrong, you know. What you do is important. You save people," I told him, pressing my lips to the half-moon scar high upon his cheekbone. "You saved me." His arm tightened about my waist and we stood for a long moment, wrapped in each other.

Your Aunt Hermia will not thank you for attempting to poach her maid. Do not look to me for protection," he advised. "I have my hands quite full with one March lady. I could not rise to the challenge of taking on another.

Americans and their guns," he muttered.

Safe for now," Nat murmured. That had been another of the Shepherdess's dicta. Whenever you were safe, even if it was for a short time, it was important to give yourself a chance to exhale, to take nourishment and rest and live to fight again.

It strengthens the womb. It is given to women who are in danger of miscarrying so they can retain the child," he explained.

It was entirely possible that Lorenzo's companion that dreadful night was still at large, killing Beatrice to protect himself, eliminating her before she could eliminate him. Or her, I realised with a start. I turned feverishly through the pages again until I came to the sketches of the missing bones from Lorenzo's fossil. And I knew precisely where I had seen them before.

Nobody, but nobody, is going to get our guns, even if it means burying most of them in the ground and taking a final stand with our legs spread wide and our favorite firing power nestled in our arms.