Quotes About Protection

Tell me, Matthew," James said. "Tell me the name of the shadow that is always hanging over you. I can become a shadow. I could fight it for you.

I want my people to be protected, strong, and not to be driven into corners until they either become killers or are killed!

For the first time, he looked at her, and she wasn't a stranger, she was Clary—his friend. His family. The girl he'd sworn always to protect. The girl he loved as fiercely as he loved himself.

Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made

Sometimes it's braver not to fight. Protect them, and save your vengeance for another day.

I'm not his bodyguard," said Isabelle. "I'm his girlfriend. Which gives me the right to kick your ass if you bother him. That's how it works.

As they walked, he leaned low and close to her ear. "Don't worry. I won't have anything dangerous for dinner, at least, not a weapon.

It happened again this afternoon. Just the way it did that other night. We were talking--talking about how to protect her, actually--and then, suddenly, I looked at her and it was as if I'd found an entire universe in her eyes.

Everything is fine and bright. Day must follow every night. My power keeps me safe from harm. The Goddess holds me in her arms.

I can't help who I am," I pointed out. "i mean, do you think I should just hide?" I tapped one finger against my chin. "Gee, if only there was some place , some safe place, like in the middle of freaking nowhere , where I could surround myself with strong immortals and maybe learn how to protect myself and...oh, wait!" I looked at Solis, my eyes wide with excitement. "Oh my God--that sounds like here ! It sounds like I'm already actually doing exactly what you thing I should be doing! Awesome!

In a strange twist on the concept of flu prevention, 'vaudeville theaters were only allowed to be half full – members of the audience had to leave the seat on either side empty so that they would not breathe on one another. To further protect themselves many wore surgical masks, so that even when they laughed the sound was muffled.

Stressing that 'the many shall not be placed in danger by the few', the paper urged readers to wear a mask. 'Those who are not doing so are not showing their independence – they are only showing their indifference for the lives of others – for the lives of the women and the helpless little children who cannot help themselves.

Cinching the drawstring of his pants, he tied a quick bowknot and extended a hand to her. For an instant Loretta was swept back in time to that first afternoon, when he had commanded she place her palm across his. She had been so terrified then, but no longer. His arm was her shield, just as he had promised.

His arm was her shield, just as he had promised.

If you flee, this Comanche will follow you. Anyone who tries to keep you from me will die. Think long and hard on this. I paid a fine bride price. You are my woman. What is mine, I keep.

You will lie beside me. This night and for always. You cannot run. If you do, death will ride beside you, wherever you go.

You will sleep." The low timbre of his voice vibrated through her. "I will watch.

I'm not leavin' until I see my ma. It's not me Hunter's after!" "He'll snatch you back all the same! He has crazy ideas about family when he marries up with a body.

Loretta swallowed. "Hunter?" His indigo gaze met hers. "Thank you. For--defending me." Almost imperfectibly, he inclined his head. "Sleep, Blue Eyes. It is well.

She stared at the crude stone medallion that rose and fell against her bosom. And then it struck her. El Lobo, the wolf. Hunter of the Wolf. Her friend had protected her with something more than just lances in the yard. He had left his mark on her person. You will wear it for always? A hysterical laugh welled in her throat. And then relief swept through her. Hunter's woman.

You will be warm with me in my lodge? I have many buffalo robes. And plenty food. Meat, yes? And my strong arm will protect you, forever into the horizon. There is nothing to fear." He pressed his hand more firmly against her midriff. "My tongue does not make lies. It is the truth I speak, not penende taquoip , the honey talk, but a promise. I have spoken the words, and they are carried away on the wind to whisper to me always.

Don't even think it, Loretta Jane." "That's Hunter out there, Uncle Henry." "You don't know that. You wanna part with you hair, girl?

No more fear, eh? If I grow angry, I will bring you my mother's spoon." She sniffed and laughed. "A lot of good a spoon would be.

His arm tightened around her shoulders. With one large hand he clasped both of hers, squeezing her fingers, rubbing as if to chase away a chill. His strength flowed into her, comforted her, warmed her. She could face anything with him holding her, she thought. Anything…even her nightmares.