Armor Quotes

Quotes tagged as "armor" (showing 1-30 of 43)
Veronica Roth
“I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.”
Veronica Roth, Insurgent

H.C. Paye
“Love is a violent recreational sport. Proceed at your own risk. Helmets, armor, and steel-toe boots are required by law.”
H.C. Paye

John Steakley
“You are
What you do
When it counts"
- The Masao”
John Steakley, Armor

Karen Quan
“Some of us walk around with a necklace of hope, an armour of sanity, but at the end of the day, they always come off. We reveal our naked, vulnerable, real selves.”
Karen Quan, Write like no one is reading 2

Ambrose Bierce
“ARMOR, n. The kind of clothing worn by a man whose tailor is a blacksmith.”
Ambrose Bierce, The Unabridged Devil's Dictionary

Jennifer Sturman
“Do you care about your image?' Even as the words were coming out of my mouth, I was mentally kicking myself. He'd been kidding around, and meanwhile I sounded like an afternoon special. But he didn't seem to mind.
'Sure. It's my armor.'
'Your what?' The WALK sign flashed, and he put a hand on my elbow as we crossed the street. And yes, even that faint pressure on that small spot made my entire arm tingle.
'My armor. You know. Self-protective camouflage. Everybody has an armor. Even you, I bet, even though I still haven't figured out what form yours takes.”
Jennifer Sturman, And Then Everything Unraveled

“Love is a violent recreational sport. Proceed at your own risk. Helmets, armor, and steel-toe boots are required by law.”

Sanober  Khan
“Poems are invisible flowers on my skin.”
Sanober Khan

Lev Grossman
“Sometimes he looked at her and thought, Gosh, I wonder what's underneath all that anger, all that hard glossy armor? Maybe there's just an innocent, wounded little girl in there who wants to come out and play and be loved and get happy. But now he wondered if maybe that little girl was long gone, or if she'd ever been there at all. What was under all that armor, all that anger? More anger, and more armor. Anger and armor, all the way down.”
Lev Grossman, The Magician's Land

Brené Brown
“Oversharing? Not vulnerability; I call it floodlighting. ... A lot of times we share too much information as a way to protect us from vulnerability, and here's why.

I'm scared to let you know that I just wrote this article and I'm under total fire for it and people are making fun of me and I'm feeling hurt -- the same thing that I told someone in an intimate conversation. So what I do is I floodlight you with it - I don't know you very well or I'm in front of a big group, or it's a story that I haven't processed enough to be sharing with other people - and you immediately respond "hands up; push me away" and I go, "See? No one cares about me. No one gives a s*** that I'm hurting. I knew it."

It's how we protect ourselves from vulnerability. We just engage in a behavior that confirms our fear.”
Brené Brown, The Power of Vulnerability: Teachings of Authenticity, Connections and Courage

Tanya Huff
“Large men in black plate mail with red cloaks and plumes don't sneak worth a damn.”
Tanya Huff, Nights of the Round Table and Other Stories of Heroic Fantasy

Gerald Morris
“Thank you, Father," Sir Lancelot replied gratefully. "But ... er ... Father?"
"Yes, Lancelot?"
"You didn't say anything about my armor. Is it not shiny enough?”
Gerald Morris

Timothy B. Shutt
“Dr. Timothy Shutt, in the context of the Illiad, explains the larger meaning of armor in Greek culture. It is the visible reputation of the warrior -- his gravitas, his wake. This allows another warrior to go out and win victories in the armor of Achilles.”
Timothy B. Shutt

Gerald Morris
“Yes, Father. They have the bravest hearts, the noblest souls, and the shiniest armor in all the world.”
“Shiniest armor?” repeated King Ban.”
Gerald Morris

Barbara T. Cerny
“And the One will take the Sword of the Western Sun and triumph over the enemy with boldness and insight. The arm of the One is steady and heads will roll. Snow Giants will battle”
Barbara T. Cerny, Shield of the Palidine

George R.R. Martin
“Good armor and a good horse means a good ransom if I unseat him.”
George R.R. Martin, A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms

Barbara T. Cerny
“And the One will win the Armor of the Easter Dawn and defeat the enemy with audacity and wisdom. The body of the One is strong and ready to lead. Lammasu will pounce”
Barbara T. Cerny, Shield of the Palidine

Barbara T. Cerny
“By the second cycle of the solstice of the warm time, the One will face the enemy. And the One will unearth the Shield of the Northern Lights and smote the enemy with daring and intelligence. The heart of the One is pious and evil will cower. Couatl will rise.”
Barbara T. Cerny, Shield of the Palidine

Juani Hernández
“Cualquiera que hubiera amado de verdad alguna vez sabía que el amor era capaz de inspirar desde un acto tan simple como cortar unas hermosas flores para la mujer amada, hasta uno tan bizarro como dar la vida por ella.”
Juani Hernández, Entre el Sol y la Luna

Anna Kavan
“Standing there, I had the feeling of putting on armour, taking up secret weapons, becoming like a dreamer, invulnerable for the moment—safe in my dream. Now I could face the world, having no part in life; the presence of waiting phantoms could be forgotten. I was outside everything, surrendered unconditionally to my dream, giving no thought to my next move, prepared to obey whatever impulse next reaches me from the unseen.”
Anna Kavan, Eagles' Nest

Barbara T. Cerny
“And the One will reveal the Bow of the Southern Star and conquer the enemy with courage and fine judgment. The sight of the One is true and the enemy cannot hide. Griffon will fly”
Barbara T. Cerny, Shield of the Palidine

John Steakley
“Are you there, Felix? Are you there?”
John Steakley, Armor

Laini Taylor
“She wore her ferocity like armor, and it was purely asexual armor. Liraz was untouchable and untouched.”
Laini Taylor, Days of Blood & Starlight

Ayokunle Falomo
“I'm learning to let go of my shields, to take the armors off (they are too heavy anyways) and march unguarded, if ever the need arises, towards the battlefield in defense of love.”
Ayokunle Falomo, thread, this wordweaver must!

Edith Wharton
“I don't want them to think that we dress like savages,' she replied, with a scorn that Pocahontas might have resented; and he was struck again by the religious reverence of even the most unworldly American women for the social advantages of dress.

'It's their armour,' he thought, 'their defence against the unknown, and their defiance of it.' And he understood for the first time the earnestness with which May, who was incapable of tying a ribbon in her hair to charm him, had gone through the solemn rite of selecting and ordering her extensive wardrobe.”
Edith Wharton

“Her love is safe inside his heart for he is her armor.”

Daniel Waters
“I'm better off without the armor, because no matter how much I fortify it, no matter how well oiled the plates are, and no matter how tightly I weave the chain links, there's no way it can really protect me. An arrow can always slip through; a swung club could always bruise. And that's okay, really, because it is as much a part of my job to feel as it is to make others feel.”
Daniel Waters

Elizabeth Carlton
“Watch your back. Ain't a thing in armor worth trustin' out there.”
Elizabeth Carlton, Chivalry's Code

Liz Braswell
“Try these," she suggested. She held out a pair of simple long gauntlets that were almost as fine as gloves, chain underneath and plate on top. Aurora Rose carefully took off the ones she wore and slipped the others on.
They fit perfectly.
"This is a bit more your style," the blue one said, approaching her with a breastplate that was almost as big as she was. It was curved femininely to fit Aurora Rose's body, but not ridiculously so. A staid design of roses and thorns was inlaid along the sides.
It was sturdy, and 'heavy.'
The princess had to readjust the way she stood to support it while everyone helped buckle it on the back.
"And for the top..." the red one said, looking around.
"Let 'her' choose," the green one suggested gently.
Aurora Rose walked down the aisle slowly, getting used to the weight of the armor. She passed each of the women and then Phillip- dashing in his shining cuirass and silver-white greaves, like a soldier from ancient Rome. Her eyes swept over everything, everywhere, pausing nowhere. Golden helms, intricate onyx headpieces, spiked and dangerous-looking crowns, plated metal turbans.
Finally, she saw what she wanted.
She strode forward and lifted a helmet- one she 'knew' would fit- off the top shelf. A point came down the middle of the forehead to protect her nose- and was also vaguely reminiscent of Maleficent's headpiece. But instead of horns, silver wings swept back over the ears.
With slow, sure movements she put it on.
It 'did' fit.
She turned around to show the others.
Phillip sucked in his breath.
"You look 'magnificent,' Rose. Like- like an ancient goddess of war."
"Like victory," the green one said softly.”
Liz Braswell, Once Upon a Dream

Roxane Gay
“I have two wardrobes. One, the clothes I wear everyday, is made up mostly of dark denim jeans, black T-shirts, and, for special occasions, dress shirts. These clothes shroud my cowardice. These are the clothes I feel safe in. This is the armor I wear to face the world, and I assure you, armor is needed. I tell myself this armor is all I need. When I wear my typical uniform, it feels like safety, like I can hide in plain sight. I become less of a target. I am taking up space, but I am doing so in an unassuming manner so I am less of a problem, less of a disturbance. This is what I tell myself. My other wardrobe, the one that dominates most of my closet, is full of the clothes I don't have the courage to wear.”
Roxane Gay, Hunger: A Memoir of (My) Body

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