Quotes About Protection

under no circumstances would he [Humbert Humbert] have interfered with the innocence of a child, if there was the least risk of a row.

Throughout eternity our poor ghosts are exposed to nameless vicissitudes. There is no appeal, no advice, no support, no protection, nothing. Poor Kinbote's ghost, poor Shade's shade, may have blundered, may have taken the wrong turn somewhere—oh, from sheer absent-mindedness, or simply through ignorance of a trivial rule in the preposterous game of nature—if there be any rules.

I adore her so horribly. No: 'horribly' is the wrong word. The elation with which the vision of new delights filled me was not horrible but pathetic. I qualify it as pathetic. Pathetic – because despite the insatiable fire of my venereal appetite, I intended, with the most fervent force and foresight, to protect the purity of that twelve-year-old child. And

Zij verslindt boeken, jaar in jaar uit zonder ooit toe te staan dat een boek haar verslindt. Zij leest niet om de dingen beter te begrijpen, maar om ze op afstand te houden. Een boek, dat is een haardscherm tussen haar en de rest van de wereld.

Now I do not understand Why God don't protect a man From police brutality. Being poor and black, I've no weapon to strike back-- So who but the Lord Can protect me?

The power of intuitive understanding will protect you from harm until the end of your days.

If you were mine," he murmured low under his breath, "I would walk through the fires of hell itself to keep you away from a man like me.

Kellan's hand found hers, took it into his strong grasp. "There," he said, pressing a kiss to the center of her palm. "I've got you, Mouse." "Yes, you do," she replied.

he settled back on the bed with her and wrapped her in his protective embrace, giving her a hundred solemn promises that he was very eager to keep, and loving her with all the reverence and worship of a blood-bonded male who had stared hell in the face and now understood that he was holding heaven in his arms.

Nikolai stroked her cheek, then wrapped her in his embrace. "You're safe," he said tenderly beside her ear. "I've got you, and I'm going to keep you safe.

Just because you're alive, doesn't mean you're safe with me. Don't make the mistake of thinking I'm some kind of hero.

You are a complication to be sure, Chiara Genova." He lifted her chin on the edge of his hand. His black irises swallowed her up, flecks of glowing embers mesmerizing her with their kindling heat. "You are also the most extraordinary woman I've ever met. And I would do anything – sacrifice any part of me, including my last breath – to keep you safe.

the Breedmate who'd not only upended his solitary existence but lit it on fire. He wanted her, no question about that, but what he wanted most was her safety.

Lenora Calhoun was his, and he protected what belonged to him.

It's crazy how much I want her. Worse than crazy; it's negligent as hell, especially now that her life is in my hands. If I am to protect her, I damn well can't do it from between her legs.

Blue light glasses protect your eyes from blue light and keep you focused on your work

You know I could crush you." "I know you won't." "Why, because I need to protect you?" "No," She poked him in the breastplate. "Because you gave me a pillow.

You'd better, because if you've left him with anyone other than Mary fucking Poppins, there won't be enough left of you to fill a juice glass. ~Wraith

I'm not going to pass out-" He cut her off with a kiss. "If you did, I'd catch you." Gods, he'd laugh at either of his brothers if they said that to their mates, the pussywhipped idiots.

Mine. You're mine, Sin. No one else will ever touch you, do you understand? You belong to me. You'll bond with me. ~Con

I know what those fuckers were capable of, and I would never wish that on you" Her throat worked on a swallow. "What do you wish on me?" "Me," he said with brutal honesty. "Fool that I am, I wish me on you. Like, on you.

Moonbeams and sunshine, the clouds and the seas, all part of the many worlds I want you to see. Fear not the unknown, nor the depths of the night, for nothing can harm you when I hold you tight.

This is Declan." Declan nodded. "Mr…Reaper." Azagoth grunted. "So you're the human who stole my daughter from me." "I didn't steal her from you, sir." Declan wrapped his arm around her shoulder and held her tight against his big chest. "She'll always be your daughter. I'm just here to worship her.

What can I do?" Razr flung his clothes and half a dozen blades onto a chair. "You can make sure this asshole doesn't fuck with me when I pass out." With that, he reached out and grabbed the wall.