Quotes About Protection

Wanting to feel safe all of the time can also lead to wanting to protect against emotional upset—the concern with "emotional safety" somewhat unique to iGen. That can include preventing bad experiences, sidestepping situations that might be uncomfortable, and avoiding people with ideas different from your own. That's where things get dicey—both for iGen and for the older generations struggling to understand them.

We protect children from danger, real and imaginary, and are then surprised when they go to college and create safe spaces designed to repel the real world.

The guardian angels of life sometimes fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.

The guardian angels of life fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.

Can a door protect a world that has lived too long?

A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.

The right to health care provides insurance against the misfortune of having bad genes.

Human rights and freedoms protect us against arbitrary government.

I think that every one , no matter how many troubles the may have when he grows up, ought to have a happy childhood to look back upon. And if I ever have any children of my own, no matter how unhappy I may be, I am not going to let them have any cares until they grow up.

But now—I shall have a Great Big Worry all the rest of my life. Whenever you are away from me I shall be thinking of all the automobiles that can run over you, or the sign-boards that can fall on your head, or the dreadful, squirmy germs that you may be swallowing.

I think that everyone, no matter how many troubles he may have when he grows up, ought to have a happy childhood to look back upon. And if I ever have any children of my own, no matter how unhappy I may be, I am not going to let them have any cares until they grow up.

God also set man to be the keeper of creation (Gen 2:15),49 to protect it and keep it safe.

In addition to the rose stems, she'd stashed some stalks of yarrow---Fitch's yarrow, harp-song yarrow, as local people called it. They bought it for protection, healing or, often, a love charm. Lavender knew yarrow's other, more shadowy names: werewolf's tail, witch's weed, bad man's plaything.

There has been a banking crisis, a financial crisis, an economic crisis, a social crisis, a geostrategic crisis and an environmental crisis. That's considerable in a country that's used to being protected.

She feigns confidence in the way all mothers know how to do in front of their children. She wears the fierce maternal armor of deceit.

Padre nuestro, bless these children with your love and grace. Protect them from any further harm, God, and provide them with comfort in their time of unspeakable grief. May Jesus walk the road with them and repair their broken hearts. May Mother Mary sweep all dangers from their road ahead and lead them safely where they're going. Padre nuestro, these two faithful servants have shouldered more than their share of life's burdens already. Please, God, may you see fit to relieve them

she would staple him to her, sew him into her skin, affix her body permanently to his now, if she could. She'd grow her hair into his scalp, would become his conjoined twin-mother. She would forgo a private thought in her head for the rest of her life, if she could keep him safe.

One of the very first bullets comes in through the open window above the toilet where Luca is standing.

For mothers, the question is immaterial anyway. Her survival is a matter of instinct rather than desire.

Hermana Cecilia's voice is the most soothing sound Luca has ever heard, a peaceful, uninflected hum of determined protection, so that no matter what words she says, the words Luca hears are You are safe here, you are safe here, you are safe.

They are manned by gangs or narcotraficantes or police (who may also be narcotraficantes) or soldiers (who may also be narcotraficantes) or, in recent years, by autodefensas—armed militias formed by the inhabitants of certain towns to protect their communities from cartels. And these autodefensas may also, of course, be narcotraficantes.

She thought that here in el norte, she'd have to worry more about Border Patrol, about the possibility of Luca being taken from her, and less about random men with guns enforcing their own decrees.

Recevant une faible irradiation solaire aux heures les plus chaudes, ils n'avaient plus besoin de toison... sauf sur la tête.

She had to defend the people she loved the best.