Quotes About Safety

He not only fumbled badly in his attempts at impromptu oratory en route to the capital, but worst of all, ended his journey in the dead of night, embarrassingly fearful for his safety, after encouraging unseemly partisan demonstrations in friendly Northern cities. He was too conspicuous. He was too sequestered. He was too careless. He was too calculating. He was too conciliatory. He was too coercive. He was too sloppy.

laughed aloud. "Don't worry, Mr. Moroni. It's as safe as an automobile.

Obeying God never brings on public evils. I know it can't. It's always safest, all round, to do as He bids us.

Birth is as safe as life gets.

Obviously the answer to the threat of communism (or any other enemy) is not a stronger government to defend us but just the opposite. We'd be far safer if there were no government to conquer.

Liberty is always dangerous, but it is the safest thing we have.

Students want a safe, predictable, and nurturing environment—one that is consistent. Students like well-managed classes because no one yells at them, and learning takes place. Effective teachers spend the first two weeks teaching students to be in control of their own actions in a consistent classroom environment.

For some idiot reason, the idea of going into the drink with a misspelled safety device weirded Bryce out.

While at the wheel, you are simultaneously dealing with issues in time, space, physics, and potentially, life and death – and all the while, you're wondering who's bringing the guacamole.

Although a security guard is ostensibly there to provide security, his actual role is to give the illusion of safety to suburban women. If someone wants to do something dangerous, a security guard is helpless to stop them. Most older security guards understand this. If you're a yuppie in a suit, you will never get stopped. If you're a bike messenger, they're on you in a heartbeat. Go stand in an office building lobby and watch if you don't believe me.

A conscious partnership is a relationship that fosters maximum psychological and spiritual growth; it's a relationship created by becoming conscious and cooperating with the fundamental drives of the unconscious mind: to be safe, to be healed, and to be whole.

Joss's ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.

Now, please make sure that you keep your very sweet and honorable derriere indoors tomorrow!

You!" he said, pointing a finger at her. "I will never feel safe about you." "But—" "But! Will you miss me?" She moistened her lips. "Perhaps." His laughter was throaty. "It will pain me every second that I am away." "You are a liar!" she accused him. "It's God's truth." "Well, it's hard to tell. You do manage to keep your distance when you choose.

When it comes to anything suspicious—safe is better than sorry.

The police came to me to say I had death threats and that I had to be careful!

A young girl's body is the most dangerous place in the world, as it is the spot where violence is most likely to be enacted.

Papa taps on the skylight and I look up. He waves at me and smiles. I smile back. For now, I don't need to know what lies ahead. For now it's enough just to be here, safe aboard the Morning Star with my family and friends. For now, it's enough to be home.

He'd wanted to accompany her, but both of them knew it'd be smarter for him to stay home. In other words, neither of them trusts me. And who can really blame them? The last time they both went away together, a stalker broke into our house, our basement turned into a scene out of Fright Night , and I nearly gave my boyfriend a concussion.

Ever since what happened last fall, my dad has made a feeble though still earnest attempt at safeguarding our place. He's put stickers on all the windows and poked yard signs into the lawn, both of which claim that we have a security system (we don't). He's also installed motion-detector lights that go on and off pretty much whenever they feel like it.

Everyone needs air, water, food, shelter, and clothing all the time, Monday. Everyone needs care when they're sick or hurt, love when they're sad or scared, someone to tell them no or stop when they're being unsafe. Everything else people need sometimes—and it's a lot—is special. All of us have special needs.

Rebuilding emotional safety while remaining physically present in an environment that once proved destructive and continues to be potentially dangerous is a complex process that takes time––and the second gift of patience.

The three cycles of loss center on our sense of control, safety, and identity.

Might I point out that nobody connected with my agility class has ever been murdered?