Quotes About Protection

Fear isn't a bad travel companion. Sometimes, it saves your life.

May your Paths be safe, your Floors unbroken and may the House fill your eyes with Beauty.

Afraid, now that I knew what I wanted. What I did not want. I did not want him to hurt me.

Isn't it just as much the duty of the police to free the innocent, as to bring the guilty to justice?

They were big and black and rubber—the kind of boots you might be wearing as you came in the kitchen door, shaking off your rain slicker and saying, Grab the young'uns, Ma. Crick's a-rising.

She felt safer back here, separated from this man by four feet of shining wood.

You brought condoms on a training operation?" Harvard laughed as he opened one of the Velcro pockets of his vest. "Yeah. You did, too. You should have three or four in your combat vest. To put over our rifle barrels in case of heavy rain, remember?

If he's at this party, I want you to stay far away from him." "Shouldn't that rule apply to you, and Jules, too? Unless your penises make you magically bulletproof.

You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.

I don't want to lose the boy with the bread.

I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?' I turn into him. 'Put you somewhere you can't get hurt.

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

Oh, that I do know...Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.

Here, cover yourself with this and I'll wash your shorts." "Oh, I don't care if you see me," says Peeta.

Her name's Prim. She's just twelve. And I love her more than anything.

The way she kissed you in the Quarter Quell…well she never kissed me like that…I should have volunteered to take your place in the first Games. Protected her then…I guess it's Katniss' problem. Who to choose…Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

And some small gnarled place inside me hated her for her weakness, for her neglect, for the months she had put us through. I had taken a step back from my mother, put up a wall to protect myself from needing her, and nothing was ever the same between us again.

Afraid of everything. If the people who were supposed to protect you played so fast and loose with your life . . . then how did you survive? Not by trusting them, that was for sure. And if you couldn't trust them, who could you trust? All bets were off.

Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.

Maybe . . . because for the first time . . . there was a chance I could keep him," I say. "So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?" "Put you somewhere you can't get hurt." And when he kisses me, people in the room actually sigh.

And how I watched my little sister become a human torch. Closing my eyes doesn't help. Fire burns brighter in the darkness.

She's Prim's size in diameter.

The only thing worse than fighting a giant scorpion was fighting a giant scorpion who was trying to protect her young.