#rote

You're my life, Elle. When we have our children, they'll be included in that circle and I'm not a man to lose everything. I want you as safe as possible." "So you don't think three protection dogs, a room filled with weapons, a panic room and house that eats people isn't just a little overkill? ↗

— Christine Feehan

#house #protection #safety #weapons #life

I sometimes get very protective of the people I play. ↗

— Sienna Miller

#i #people #play #protective #sometimes

I need to protect myself from myself. And my clone. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#protection #life

Above all, staring at my old bedroom ceiling, I feel safe. Cocooned from the world; wrapped up in cotton wool. No one can get me here. No one even knows I'm here. I won't get any nasty letters and I won't get any nasty phone calls and I won't get any nasty visitors. It's like a sanctuary. I feel as if I'm fifteen again, with nothing to worry about but my Homework. (And I haven't even got any of that.) ↗

— Sophie Kinsella

#life #nostalgia #parent-love-and-protection #parents #life

I love the way you feel inside me,” he said. Ryder made a low, rumbling noise of contentment. “I love the way I feel inside you, too.” “I love that you did this for me because you wanted to give me something special.” Luca started rocking back and forth on Ryder’s cock. “I love that you’ve never done it for anyone else.” Ryder’s brow creased. “Luca…” Luca put his hand over Ryder’s mouth, a domineering gesture that silenced Ryder instantly. He didn’t know where the words were coming from, just that they were clawing at his throat, demanding to get out. “I love the way you treat me,” he said. “I love that you’re so much stronger than me but you never make me feel weak. I love that you take care of me without implying that I can’t take care of myself. I love that you let me take control but always call me on my bullshit.” Luca had to pause for a moment; the pleasure of their slow, rhythmic fucking was making it difficult for him to gather his thoughts. Ryder waited, eyes watchful. “I love that you’re always worried about doing the right thing, even when nobody else is.” Certain that Ryder wouldn’t interrupt now, Luca let go of his mouth and braced his hands on Ryder’s chest. He bounced shallowly on Ryder’s cock, soaking up his size, his strength, his steady, reassuring presence. “I love that I can trust you, and I love that I can rely on you, and – and I love you, Ryder, I do, I love you – ” Because he did, of course he did. It was crazy to pretend that he didn’t. He might be damning them both, but he couldn’t hide from this any longer, couldn’t let Ryder go on thinking he wasn’t head-over-heels in love with him. ↗

— Cordelia Kingsbridge

#love

Genocide is the responsibility of the entire world. ↗

— Ann Clwyd

#genocide #international-law #iraq #iraq-war #kurdish-genocide

Well, writing was what I wanted to do, it was always what I wanted to do. I had novels to write so I wrote them. ↗

— Octavia Butler

#had #i #novels #them #wanted

It does not do to rely too much on silent majorities, Evey, for silence is a fragile thing, one loud noise, and its gone. But the people are so cowed and disorganised. A few might take the opportunity to protest, but it'll just be a voice crying in the wilderness. Noise is relative to the silence preceding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap. Our masters have not heard the people's voice for generations, Evey and it is much, much louder than they care to remember. ↗

— Alan Moore

#revolution #shock #silence #revolution

I wrote music as soon as I knew notation. ↗

— Harrison Birtwistle

#knew #music #notation #soon #wrote

In my district, the budget scales back and eliminates several long-term shore protection projects important to the safety and economic security of Long Island. ↗

— Tim Bishop

#budget #district #economic #economic security #eliminates