#guardian

This is what love does, he realized, and in that moment he understood why Artemis had kidnapped a fairy to get the money to find his father. Love makes everything else seem inconsequential ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#love #the-last-guardian #love

you know, a daydream properly utilized can be the most powerful force in the universe. One need only dream of freedom to begin to break the spell of enslavement. ↗

— William Joyce

#guardians-of-childhood #inspiration #dreams

As soon as I was old enough to drive, I got a job at a local newspaper. There was someone who influenced me. He wrote a column for The Guardian from this tiny village in India. ↗

— Nicholas D. Kristof

#drive #enough #got #guardian #i

A rotten apple in the Guardian Angels stigmatizes us all over the world. ↗

— Curtis Sliwa

#apple #guardian #over #rotten #us

I've buried six Guardian Angels who have been shot and killed in the line of duty. I was stalked myself, had a gunman go pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, five hollow point bullets, God save me. What do you think this is? This isn't Zimmerman. But unfortunately, he's become the face of Block Watch, Crime Watch. ↗

— Curtis Sliwa

#become #been #block #bullets #buried

I like to believe that I've got a lot of guardian warriors sittin' on my shoulder including my dad. ↗

— Patrick Swayze

#dad #got #guardian #i #including

I shall support the law, for the law gentlemen, is the firm and solid basis of civil society, the guardian of liberty, the protection of the innocent, the terror of the guilty, and the scourge of the wicked. ↗

— Charles Lawrence

#civil #civil society #firm #gentlemen #guardian

And because a human heart is flawed, her heart moved on. But an angel's heart is an entirely different thing. Once it loves someone it never stops. ↗

— Todd Mitchell

#love

The possibilities were endless. Battles would be fought. Wonders revealed. Many journeys. Many lands. Many joys. Many sorrows. But stories all... ↗

— William Joyce

#imagination #journeys #joy #lands #nicholas-st-north

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