guardian

The images of myth must be the daemonic guardians, omnipresent and unnoticed, which protect the growth of the young mind, and guide man's interpretation of his life and struggles.

The only river i would like to be drown is the river filled with the blood of Jesus.

The master of the garden is the one who waters it, trims the branches, plants the seeds, and pulls the weeds. If you merely stroll through the garden, you are but an acolyte.

When words lose their meaning and their capacity to bind those who use them, neither democracy nor the rule of law can long survive.

We all have purpose. We are all guardians. We are the angels and we are the demons. We are all gods if we choose to be. Believe.

Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.

Being alive and living aren't the same.

If there is one thing I refuse to do, it is to drown.

Again Gabe looked back at Michael, hoping he was about to step in, but all he did was give him a nod. A nod? Really? I don't need a nod. I need someone to stop this! Gabe thought.

Day in and day out we learn to train and grow as Guardians. We do as we're told and follow the rules. We all work hard. Now it's our turn to watch some demons tremble in fear! It's our turn to watch the hunters become the hunted. Who's ready to see some fighting? Better yet, who wants to see what our great protector is made of?

Every child gets a good mother, but not every mother gets a good child.

Who we are is determined by the actions we take, the words we choose to say, the people we love. And for some that love brings hope. For others, courage. And for some, the luckiest of individuals, that love brings with it a knowledge of contentment, an understanding of strength, and the reward of uncovering exactly who you are.

The Spirit Tower has its guardian, but unless it understands who its guardian is, it cannot be guarded.

Lydia: Strange how you always remember the pain someone gave you, but seldom the hurt you caused them.

Nature is the guardian of Africa. While the sun lights the African sky in day time, the moon begs the world to help her lighting Africa in the night

To become a better you, remember to be grateful to people who have contributed to making you who you are today.

If each of us could help one orphan to build his/her capacity, and academic background rather than giving them money or food, then no family will sufferer without guardian.

As for reading, I wish I had a magic door to a library where I could go in, read for days and days, and come back in the same minute I left. I'm still looking for the door.