Quotes About Protection

We may test the hypothesis that the State is largely interested in protecting itself rather than its subjects by asking: which category of crimes does the State pursue and punish most intensely — those against private citizens or those against itself?

compare the degree of zeal devoted to pursuing the man who assaults a policeman, with the attention that the State pays to the assault of an ordinary citizen.

For a vivid and entertaining description of the lack of protection for the individual against incursion of his liberty by his "protectors," see H.L. Mencken, "The Nature of Liberty," in Prejudices: A Selection (New York: Vintage Books, 1958), pp. 138–43.

There is no line of defense, but a territory of defense and that territory is the whole of the motherland. No inch of the motherland may be abandoned without being soaked in the blood of her sons...

There is no defence line, there is defence of area. This area is all of the home country!

Because God loved Russia, He said let there be snow and so it became almost impossible for the state to fall into the hands of enemies.

God loves everyone, to the point that He will permit evil to befall those who are not ready to defend themselves.

Since no one wishes to become a weakling in the first place, it would make sense to turn to self-defence.

The fear of death make people do all the stupid things in the world. You want protection from evil? But who will live forever?

The state is needed and exists because of stopping violence and exploitation in general terms.

We must be extremely cautious in inviting others directly into our sub-consciousnesses in order to avoid falling under their spells unknowingly.

God laid men as the foundation of the family, and we need to be careful not to allow any cracks in our character. If you see a crack developing, fix it immediately! Do not let it get any bigger, or the whole structure may collapse. You may think that character lapses affect only you, but they also affect those entrusted to your protection, teaching, and care. Evaluate the current state of your character and take steps to correct what you see. In doing so, you will strengthen your entire family.

As James Madison put it, because men are not angels—because they can (and do) rob, rape, kill, and conquer—they need a government to restrain and protect them, an "institution to make people do their duty.

Rules of faith and creeds are like the guard rails on the side of the highway, which prevent you from skidding off into the path of oncoming traffic. They do not themselves tell you everything you need to know about your journey and destination, nor do they put fresh gas in your tank. Only the scriptural message about God's kingdom in Jesus Christ will do that.

I believe society has a right to defend itself, just as the individual has the right to attack that with which he disagrees.

Aucune protection, pas d'assurance, menaces et terreur de partout, de la famille, de l'entourage, de l'Etat, d'un jeune mollah de Qom qui peut te viser du doit et t'envoyer en enfer. p368

Holding Hawke's gaze in a way that not many men could, Walker said, "You will be good to her." Not a statement, but an order. Hawke's wolf stirred. "Do you think I'd be otherwise?" "If I did, you'd be dead.

Raphael, tell him you won't do anything to him if I get 'damaged.' " "That would be a lie, Elena. I would tear out his throat.

I have something for you." "Yeah? What? Is it shiny?" They both waited until Indigo had jogged away before resuming their conversation. "So," Riley asked, "what have you got for me?" Taking his hand, she placed it palm-down over her heart. It would hurt like a bitch, she thought, but he was hers to protect as much as she was his. "Me." And she opened up her soul, laid herself bare.

So the big, bad, and able-to-mind-control angel thinks you're his. As in 'I don't share my woman.

Your love is a fierce thing, Elena, a thing with claws and teeth when it comes to protecting those you claim.

I think Illium can take care of himself." "Not if he keeps flirting with you." A fine, almost elegant tendril of heat, champagne and sunshine, decadence in the light. "Raphael's not the sharing kind.

Brenna's eyes widened. Raising a hand, she brushed his hair gently off his forehead. "Why do I keep telling you things I swore I'd take to my grave?" The contact shot electricity through his nerves. "Because you know I'll always be your shield against the nightmares.

I tell you I'm dangerous and you want to put knives near me?" - Vaughn to Faith