#guard

It was easy, terribly easy, to become with time a middle-aged spinster with a sharp tongue. She would have to guard against this. ↗

— Alexander McCall Smith

#middle-age #sharp-tongue #spinster #age

I perceived or thought of the Light of God and in it suspended one small mote (or millions of motes to only one of which was my small mind directed), glittering white because of the individual ray from the Light which both held and lit it...And the ray was the Guardian Angel of the mote: not a thing interposed between God and the creature, but God's very attention itself, personalized...This is a finite parallel to the Infinite. As the love of the Father and Son (who are infinite and equal) is a Person, so the love and attention of the Light to the Mote is a person (that is both with us and in Heaven): finite but divine, i.e. angelic. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#god #guardian-angel #letter- #equality

That's the other thing I'll carry with me when I ascend, the experience of loving you with my whole being, beyond reason and measure. Beyond supernatural discipline. A once in eternity miracle... my miracle. ↗

— Carey Corp

#the-halo-chronicles-the-guardian #experience

I angle my head down and peer up at him through my lashes in what I hope is an alluring manner. I have zero experience in this area though, so it’s possible I look like a total moron. ↗

— Rachel Morgan

#faerie-guardian #funny #experience

to understand pretending," Ombric was fond of saying, "is to conquer all barriers of time and space. ↗

— William Joyce

#imagination #imagination

We do this job because every once in a while someone is out there without hope, desperately praying for their life, and we get to be the answer. ↗

— U.S. Coast Guard

#life

No one can force you to become a monster – you hurt someone and you create your own demons. ↗

— Melody Manful

#guardian-angels #love-story #melody-manful #paranormal #romance

I need love like a fastball needs control ↗

— Javier Velasco

#love

You still aren't screaming." "Is that the usual reaction you get when people realize you're, um..." "Different? Yes, generally." Marcus stepped up beside him. "We also get shrieks, curses, pant wetting, bowels releasing"--Sarah grimaced--"religious recitations..." Her eyebrows rose. "Religious recitations?" "You know--Get thee back, you, ah..." He nudged Roland. "What was it that priest called us?" Roland rolled his eyes. "Which one?" "The one in London." "What century?" "Eighteenth." Sarah's mouth fell open. "The one with hair like Albert Einstein?" "Yes." "Spawns of Satan." "Right." Adopting a raspy elderly man's voice, Marcus shook his fist at Sarah and intoned dramatically, "Get thee back, ye spawns of Satan. Return thee to the bowels of hell where ye belong!" Lowering his fist, he proceeded in a normal voice."Then he hurled numerous biblical versus at our heads as we walked away...But screaming is by far the most common reaction, from both men and women. ↗

— Dianne Duvall

#dianne-duvall #immortal-guardians #men

Colors shift like smoke within the branch beneath our feet. Sprites jump from leaf to leaf, leaving sprinklings of glittery dust in the air behind them. Droplets of water are strung like pearls from the silver strands of a spider’s web. Bluebottle glow-bugs stick to the leaves and branches, lighting up the night with their blue-green bodies. And high above us, clouds are draped like sashes of color across the sky. Amethyst, azure, jade. ↗

— Rachel Morgan

#faerie-guardian #nature #nature