Quotes About Security

How many people are there left who are neither locked up nor standing guard at the gate?

To lie in a woman's arms in a proper bed, to have good food to eat, to walk in the sun - how much more important these seem than the right to decide without advice from the police who should be my friends and who my enemies! (p 96)

Pero los números no son así. Los números son un infinito bueno. Y ¿por qué? Pues porque, al ser infinitos en número, llenan todos los espacios del universo, y se apilan unos contra otros como ladrillos. Y así estamos seguros. No hay dónde caer.

Me estoy haciendo muy muy muy pequeño —dice el niño con voz ronca y medio dormida—. Me estoy haciendo muy muy muy pequeño y cayendo. —Déjate caer —le susurra él—. Yo estoy aquí para vigilarte. —¿Soy un fantasma, Simón?

Your hands on a gun butt right now, isn't it? Afraid of me?" "Just want to make sure I can take care of you." "Oh, really?" "Yeah, in case you need Glock-to-mouth-resuscitation.

The human reached inside Wrath's jacket and started pulling out weapons. Three throwing stars, a switchblade, a handgun, a length of chain. "Jesus Christ," the cop muttered as he dropped the steel links on the ground with the rest of the load. "You got some ID? Or wasn't there enough room in here for a wallet, considering you're carrying about thirty pounds of concealed weapons?

Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.

You're like your mahmen ," he whispered. "You make the world go away for me

Hey, no offense, but do you mind if you put both your palms where I can see 'em?

Come here. I need to hold on to you. She felt the same way. And when there was no distance between them, it was like coming home.

Even the powerful needed protection sometimes.

Besides, the mhis that surrounded the compound could scramble anything from GPS to Santa Claus.

I am safe, he thought to himself. With her, and her alone, I am safe… —

Every part of him wanted to stay with Jo. Make sure she was okay. Attend to her every need, bringing her the choicest food and cleanest drink, securing her a warm and dry shelter, along with clothes that were of fabrics and colors of her preference. He wanted to sleep with her up against his body, skin to skin, a dagger in his right hand, a gun under his pillow, a length of chain beneath the bed, to ensure her protection against anything and everybody that would hurt her.

As Xcor got ready to leave the ranch just before midnight, he let his shellan check the fastenings on the bulletproof vest. She was very thorough, to the point where he had a feeling if she could have strapped herself to his chest, she would have. Capturing her hands, he kissed her fingertips one by one. "I am a lucky male, to be cared for thusly." Fates

The conviction was as solid as the bones beneath her skin: Even the powerful needed protection sometimes.

Here." She held out her stuffed tiger. "This is Mastimon. He has always protected me. You can hold him now.

he was going to go to Jane's house and pull some romantic shit. He wasn't sure what, maybe like flowers or something. Well, flowers and him installing that security system. 'Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors. God

You can trust me, Novo. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise.

Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.

If you looked for validation from other people, by definition they could take that away if they chose. The safest path, as always, was to be your own rock, your own harbor, your own shelter.

off Jane's body and positioned her so she was tucked into his chest. He liked her up close on his left side, with his fighting hand free to kill for her.

He loved his work. Interacting with the souls had brought out a dimension in him he had lacked, in spite of the fact that his role, out of the four of them, was to be the heart: Although he has found, over the ages, that he had embraced on a personal level humans' need for comfort and companionship, for love and security.

Security is not a license for people in authority to hide the tactics they would never openly admit to using.