Quotes About Guarding

standing guard.

Truly, what the Secret Service did for us is that they saved my dad's life twice.

I'm having to protect myself. How do you protect your heart and cover everything? When you don't want to look people in the eye and you're constantly dodging, I fall into it.

My mockingjay pin now lives with Cinna's outfit, but there's the gold locket and the silver parachute with the spile and Peeta's pearl. I knot the pearl into the corner of the parachute, bury it deep in the recesses of the bag, as if it's Peeta's life and no one can take it away as long as I guard it.

But he [Buttercup] must understand. He must know that the unthinkable has happened and to survive will require previously unthinkable acts. Because hours later, when I come to in my bed, hes there in the moonlight. Crouched beside me, yellow eyes alert, guarding me from the night.

Sitting at Prim's knees, guarding her, is the world's ugliest cat. Mashed-in nose, half of one ear missing, eyes the color of rotting squash. Prim named him Buttercup, insisting that his muddy yellow coat matched the bright flower. He hates me. Or at least distrusts me. Even though it was years ago, I think he still remembers how I tried to drown him in a bucket when Prim brought him home.

Love protects and preserves the soul, spirit and the body.

We tend to treat our knowledge as personal property to be protected and defended. It

What's the point of living if you're going to hate the world? Guard your heart if you have to, but don't shut it away.

I'll always protect what I'm working on. Which is why more and more of it is stuff only I can ruin.

People who have lost much are always worried about losing more. So they guard their hearts. It is not that she does not feel the happiness; she only wishes to hide it so as not to be hurt should she lose something more.

Our eyes and ears are two of the main gateways to our souls. It is vital that we steward what we hear and see so that seeds of deception do not get planted in the soil of our souls.

labyrinths. The protection is so complete as to turn back all that is devilish and undesirable.

If I had something valuable, I'd keep it in my pocket where I could keep an eye on it," Michael said. "Sure," said Wendy. "With all the holes you have in your pockets, that would be a real safe place.

She couldn't let him get close. He would let her down. She knew it. And when that happened, she would be worse off than before. Better to keep her heart closed, safe. Guarded.

He glanced her way, and the reality of his responsibility toward her became clear. If he wasn't ready to declare his feelings and propose, then he must guard his words and actions. He should think of her like a sister and treat her as he would Clara. But could he ever be satisfied with that?

Warren Buffett summed up the conventional view with his usual pith: "Gold gets dug out of the ground . . . we melt it down, dig another hole, bury it again and pay people to stand around guarding it. . . . Anyone from Mars would be scratching their head."2

the whole thing guarded by a tall, thick hedge of fuchsias that rustled mysteriously with birds.

WHILE THE WORLD'S ASLEEP, ANGELS REFUSE TO SLEEP!

Samson entertained Delilah, and she infiltrated his heart and took his secrets. Avoid entertaining thoughts that will destroy your peace.

Only when walking with her person did she attack other dogs. More than likely, these attacks occurred because the white Shepherd felt compelled to protect Ms. W. This need was probably fostered by Ms. W. herself as she transmitted her own fears to her dog.

You've got to guard against speaking more clearly than you think.

It had come from one of two corgis who were even now slamming their preposterous bodies into each other not far away, trying to roll each other over, which runs contrary to the laws of mechanics even in the case of corgis that are lean and trim, which these were not. This struggle, which appeared to be only one skirmish in a conflict of epochal standing, had driven all lesser considerations, such as guarding the gate, from the combatants' sphere of attention...

His hand brushed her throat, the raw, ragged wounds and bruises that refused to heal. Without proper blood and the rejuvenating sleep of their people, her body could not heal itself. Look at you, what I have done to you. And I cannot guard you, as I must, as is my duty. I am of little use to you. Shea tugged at his hair, a tiny punishment. "I don't know, Jacques, you're more than adequate at giving orders.