Guardian Quotes

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“Mass is not proportional to volume.
A girl as small as a violet. A girl who moves like a flower petal is pulling me toward her with more force than her mass.
Just then, like Newton’s apple, I rolled toward her without stopping until I fell on her, with a thump. With a thump.
My heart keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground.
It was my first love.”
Kim In Yook, Physics of Love 사랑의 물리학

Vera Nazarian
“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.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

P.C. Cast
“He's waiting for yu, young queen.'

Shocked, I stared at Seoras. 'Heath?'

The Warrior's look was wise and understanding - his voice gentle. 'Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is of your Guardian I speak.”
P.C. Cast, Awakened

Christine Feehan
“I wasn’t going to argue with you. Why ever would you think that? I never argue."
Lucian smiled at her. She was so small, it amazed him she was such a strong person. "Of course you do not argue. What was I thinking? Go to sleep, honey, and allow my poor body to rest."
"I’m already asleep. You’re the one gabbing.”
Christine Feehan, Dark Guardian

H.P. Lovecraft
“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.”
H.P. Lovecraft

Shelly Crane
“You are the light in a dark place. You are the water to my drought. You are everything I never knew existed and everything I wanted all at the same time.”
Shelly Crane, Catalyst

Sherrilyn Kenyon
“Lydia: Strange how you always remember the pain someone gave you, but seldom the hurt you caused them.”
Sherrilyn Kenyon, The Guardian

Slavoj Žižek
“Liberals always say about totalitarians that they like humanity, as such, but they have no empathy for concrete people, no? OK, that fits me perfectly. Humanity? Yes, it's OK – some great talks, some great arts. Concrete people? No, 99% are boring idiots.”
Slavoj Žižek

Friedrich Nietzsche
“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.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy

Israelmore Ayivor
“To become a better you, remember to be grateful to people who have contributed to making you who you are today.”
Israelmore Ayivor, Become a Better You

Richelle Mead
“It's not about you, okay ? This time, it's about me. Not you. All my life, Lissa ... All my life, it's been the same. They come first. I've lived my life for you. I've trained to be your shadow, but you know what ? I want to come first.”
Richelle Mead, Shadow Kiss

Donna Goddard
“When we love someone, we make it our business to protect them.”
Donna Goddard, Waldmeer

Helen Boswell
“He has a beauty to him that is not quite angelic, a quality that's both ethereal and dark. (Jonathan)”
Helen Boswell, Mythology: The Wicked

T.F. Hodge
“A lone wolf sees the wisdom in guarding the sheep and hunting their predators.”
T.F. Hodge

Gena Showalter
“Biscuit growls. “Take one more step toward my girl, and you’ll lose a foot.”

I’m impressed. And I’m jealous of a freaking dog. He’s a hero, and I’m a zero.”
Gena Showalter, Everlife

Phen Weston
“I was misplaced air
that cradled all around you,
held to cobalt skies
to shelter your fledgling wings.”
Phen Weston, The Silent Balance: A Collection of Waka Poetry

Gena Showalter
“Hello, hello, hello. You’re here. You’re finally here. I’m Beast, though I prefer Bea. Guess what? I’m yours, and you’re mine.”
Gena Showalter, Everlife

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“You cannot attain everlasting peace of mind unless you stop seeing your mind as yourself and start seeing yourself as your mind’s guardian.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Jordan Fisher Smith
“Starker was saying that to be a guardian, you must be a gardener.”
Jordan Fisher Smith, Engineering Eden: A Violent Death, a Federal Trial, and the Struggle to Restore Nature in Our National Parks

K.V. Wilson
“I groaned as me limbs grew to immense proportions an' me neck stretched. Moss-coloured scales emerged upon me slick skin. Me snout elongated and me teeth sharpened to the size o' small dirks.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian

Jennifer L. Armentrout
“«Pensavo ti fidassi di me.»
Mi guardò negli occhi, con aria sicura. «Sì, ma sei tu a non fidarti di te stesso.»
«Ha importanza?»
«Sì, ce l’ha eccome.»”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsession

“Through all this world strode Vishnu:
thrice his foot he planted,
and the whole world was gathered in his footsteps.
Vishnu, the guardian,
he whom none deceiveth,
made three steps and established his laws.”

Paul Bamikole
“Some of us have met our guardian Angels and treated them like beggars because they showed up with beggars bowl.”
Paul Bamikole

Gift Gugu Mona
“You are the only guardian of your own truth, so know your truth and protect it at all costs.”
Gift Gugu Mona

“Fear has never been the strongest emotion, but for some it's the only emotion.
Their histories have taught them to worship fear, chiefly their own.”
Joel M. McMains, Manstopper!: Training a Canine Guardian

Barbara Kingsolver
“The sun is all you wait for, the light, guardian saint of all the children who lie like death on the wake of the household crime. You stop your heart like a clock: these hours are not your own. You hide your life away, the lucky coin tucked quickly in the shoe from the burglar, when he
Comes. Because he will, as sure as shoes.”
Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams

“Does that mean that all one has to do is wait for the right moment? It was not just a question of that, as Hesse explained: the vita active and the vita contemplativa stand in a very sensitive relation to one another, which must constantly be rebalanced. He would come to summarize this in 1956: 'The flaw in our questioning and complaining is presumably this: namely, that we desire to have something given to us from outside that we can only attain within ourselves, through our own dedication. We demand that life must have a meaning - yet it has precisely as much meaning as we are able to impart to it.' This led him on to formulate the idea of a elite, a secret society, the invisible realm of the league of those taking part in The Journey to the East and finally to The Glass Bead Game - the 'monastery for free spirits' that Nietzsche had in mind and that Hesse affirmed and rejected in equal measure: 'In short, wanting to improve humanity is always a hopeless task. That is why I have always built my faith on the individual, for the individual can be educated and is capable of improvement, and according to my faith it has always been and still remains the small elite of well-intentioned, dedicated, and courageous people who are the guardians of all that is good and beautiful in the world.”
Gunnar Decker, Hesse: The Wanderer and His Shadow

“...That which is sacrosanct I shall preserve.
That which is sublime I will protect.
That which threatens, I will destroy.
For my holy wrath will know no bounds...”
Anthony Reynolds, Bretonnia

Cara Violet
“Agantha then caught Dersji’s eyes and he shook his head. Xandou was enough for Dersji at this point, even then, he didn’t really care enough about the boy nor his own Menial for that matter. This wasn’t his job, parenting. He could harden the little sprout, but he would never be able to show her the love of a parent, he never had that to give his own …
He stared off in the hopes someone would be there for her right now.”
Cara Violet, The Battle of Middle Forsda

Corinne Beenfield
“And sometimes, if she was brave enough, she would turn to the memories of little James. Not the end, but the days before. When she would slide her pinky into his open palm and his tiny fingers would close tight around it. He would peer around the room with his brand-new eyes, and Helen thought that perhaps after the womb, this dark, tight space probably seemed about right. He was wonderfully oblivious to the danger they were in. She became his protector, and for those days, that was all she was. It changed everything. It changed her. And somehow, he in turn protected Helen. He was the sun that couldn’t reach them—he broke away the darkness. As she thought of him, of those red curls and blue eyes, Helen found herself feeling the warmth from him, even though he was gone.”
Corinne Beenfield, The Ocean's Daughter

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