protection

A divine power delivers us from every danger.

These are open secrets, so to speak. Of the kind we dare not articulate, for fear of wounding those close to us.

Because even if the whole world was throwing rocks at you, if you still had your mother or father at your back, you__ be okay.

I have worked too damn hard encasing that beating life force into a steel box.

The blessing hands of Christ are like a roof that protects us. But at the same time, they are a gesture of opening up, tearing the world open so that heaven my enter in, may become "present" within it.

An encounter with God demands a response. An encounter with Satan demands your God's response.

I'm like my cat. I run around in circles in my apartment, because the big bad outside is just too big. And scary. And outside. How do stray cats deal with all the stress of having no protection from all the air that__ going on around there, without anyone to guide and control it into timidity?

We live beneath many layers. Some are for our protection, and some are for our control.

There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.""And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?""That's like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can't protect by killing.

Western governments use thermal heating standards for public protection from the damaging effects of wireless radio frequency (RF) radiation. Eastern governments use biological standards that are much lower due to the extensive long term radiation damage that has been seen to occur in humans at the western thermal heating standard.

God gave man the authority to rule and protect all the animals in the aquatic ecosystems.

More often than not, what animals require our protection from is not hurricanes or fires, but abuse at the hands of other people".

Protecting the weak is the whole fucking basis for civilization. If you're not protecting the weak, you're not civilized. You're fucking animals.

Protect the ears of your heart, rather than being drawn in each day like the fading tides that dance daily with the moon.

The mighty Mahmúd, Allah-breathing Lord,That all the misbelieving and black HordeOf Fears and Sorrows that infest the SoulScatters before him with his whirlwind Sword.

Of all the Fairy strangeness she had known, this seemed suddenly both the strangest and least strange of all. How she would have liked to be looked after like that, cared for and watched over. And yet at the same time, she understood the Whelk, and wished she could grow big enough to hold on to everyone she loved at once. To keep them safe and with her always and know their secret needs well enough to answer them.

Pretend that you're a clever shepherd girl, and you're just dressed up in pretty clothes, and you're trying to make everybody believe that you're a spoiled, empty-headed little princess. So no one guesses that under your clothes you're a brave shepherd girl who climbs trees and chases away wolves with your staff.

You believe me, don__ you? You really do. Why do you believe me? Did Anechka do something to you? Now I owe you; and I may look little, but I know how to fight. I learned by fighting with Hargis. I__l kick her ass if she hurts you, Lane; just tell me__hat did she do? -- Blayne Giano O'hicidhe