safety

What looked safe was not safe. What looked hard and unsafe was probably safer. Anyway, safe was somewhere else in the world.

Why would we need to experience the Comforter if our lives are already comfortable?

The desire for safety stands against every great and noble enterprise.

If a man is alive, there is always danger that he may die, though the danger must be allowed to be less in proportion as he is dead-and-alive to begin with. A man sits as many risks as he runs.

Sure, safety is, well, safe, but will it help me achieve the things I really want for my life?

It didn't happen without a selfie. It's good Netiquette to take safe pictures of thy self at events. NetworkEtiquette.net

In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.

Safety and constancy were illusions granted only to those afraid enough not to peer beyond the walls.

Don't talk to strangers. Don't do drugs. Don't smoke. Don't drink and drive. Don't have sex. Wear a condom. Wear sunblock. Wear a seat belt. Wear a helmet. If you see something, say something. Just say no. Stop, drop, and roll. Stop, look, and listen. Look both ways before you cross the street...Safety is an illusion. Bad things can happen to anyone at any time, whether you follow the rules or not. You can check left, check right, check left again before you step off the curb and into the crosswalk, but that won't stop an anonymous asshole in his shitty pickup from putting you in intensive care...

The inside of the Trace Italian, of course, does not exist. A player can get close enough to see it: it shines in the new deserts of Kansas, gleaming in the sun or starkly rising from the winter cold. The rock walls that protect it meet in points around it, one giving way to another, for days on end. But the dungeons into which you'll fall as you work through the pathways to its gates number in the low hundreds, and if you actually get into the entry hall, there are a few hundred more sub-dungeons before you'll actually reach somewhere that's truly safe. Technically, it's possible to get to the last room in the final chamber of the Trace Italian, but no one will ever do it. No one will ever live that long.

... mother seemed happy because the school yard where Rafik would spend his recesses was surrounded by a high stone wall. She'd recently started talking about 'safety' in a way that made Liyana jumpy. Liyana never thought about safety unless someone else brought it up. She didn't WANT to think about it either. SHE WANTED TO LIVE IN AN UNLOCKED WORLD

I__ not up for laughing, but their laughter makes the room feel safer, so we begin to explore.

Who says there's just one safe way to walk, one road properly lit, and the rest - all slippery water, unmarked?

For now, I just want things all safe and familiar. My life may not be perfect, but it is what I have known.

Your guardian angel must have been working over time,' Penny laughed shakily. Rose laughed as she put her arms around her sister and hugged her. 'More like the Devil taking care of his own.

MANY DOGS RUN WILD IN THE CITY.SOME ARE ABANDONED BY THEIR OWNERSAND OTHERS ARE BORN TO LOST DOGS.STRAYS HAVE A LIMITED LIFE EXPECTANCYEVEN WHEN THEY BAND TOGETHER IN PACKS.THEY ARE PREY TO DISEASE, PARASITES,WEATHER AND AUTOMOBILES.THEY TEND TO BE FRIGHTENED AND VICIOUS.THEY ARE UNABLE TO PROTECT THEMSELVESOR ANYONE ELSE.

I said I don't want to know," Kailani said firmly, her voice suddenly too loud. Cristina sat back into the bench, her eyes wide and disappointed. Then Ana started waving wildly, her small hand arcing for her mother's undivided attention, and, as Kailani watched in silence, the child slipped safely down the slide."Kailani to Cristina

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