Life without you? Actually I can’t imagine what it would be, because you are always with me, you’re like my guardian angel and above all a very fun and responsible friend. I love you.
In a very bad breach of guardian protocol, he caught a hhold of my hand and pulled me towards him."and?" he asked, wrapping me iin his embrace. "I think she'd ask,'What have we gotten ourselves into?
When we find something new at Giza, we announce it to the world. The Sphinx and the Pyramids are world treasures. We are the guardian's of these treasures, but they belong to the world.
Who would want to enter the soiled Temple of Justice, wherein lies the corpse of justice, slain by her very guardians? And now her killers make mock of the sacred process, selling replicas of her blind virtue to the highest bidder.
Is that what you were doing in my room?” he asks after a moment. I sigh. Why am I telling him any of this? “Yes. I was on assignment.” “I was your assignment?” “Yes.” He hesitates a moment, then grins. “That’s kind of hot.
It was a lame excuse, and I knew that wasn't the reason he was canceling. If he wanted to avoid me, I would have preferred he made up something about how he and the other guardians had to up Moroi security or practice top-secret ninja moves.
A degree of culture, and assuredly a very high one, is attained when man rises above superstitions and religious notions and fears, and, for instance, no longer believes in guardian angels or in original sin, and has also ceased to talk of the salvat...
The twin guardian angels whose eyes and hands and wings had focused protective attention on the souls that lay there no longer faced each other. They stared blindly into a random middle distance. The scroll they held between them proclaiming eternal ...
Había tantas cosas que quería de ella, y tanto que le quería dar. Pero iba a ser paciente, porque eso es lo que ella necesitaba, y él le daría todo lo que le fuera posible para hacerla feliz. Mientras lo amara, él le pertenecería a ella para s...
Fiction is just a mirror of reality for the most part. Many things that happen in fiction don’t even happen here. But as far as pain and sadness. Joy and love, life and death, it’s all real here. Here it’s real.
I am not enough in myself; I can barely make it through buying milk and school supplies. Thank goodness there is a Guardian to come before me and throw off the dark.
What spares us is memory,” he said. “It’s what makes us worth saving. However low we sink, whatever promise we no longer fulfill, we tell our stories. That’s why you’re so important, Charlie. You’re a guardian of our national memory.
All it takes is a small change in Newton's laws, or the rules of atomic physics, and poof - life would either be instantly extinguished or would never have formed. It seems that our guardian angel not only provided us with a very benign planet to liv...
Kind 'Guardian' readers have been forwarding me round robin Christmas newsletters for years now: lengthy missives full of perfect children, exotic holidays, talented pets and endless, tedious detail. The notes that accompanied them revealed they had ...
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 unfort...
I believe it's our loss of connection with our instinctual side that prevents us from being effective pack leaders for our dogs. Perhaps it's also why we also seem to be failing at being positive guardians of our planet.
Peter Quill: I can't believe I got taken down by a raccoon... Rocket Raccoon: Raccoon? What's a raccoon? Peter Quill: You are! I've seen many of them, like you, on Earth! Rocket Raccoon: Ain't no thing like me, except me!
Drax the Destroyer: [lets Star-Lord into the Milano] This one shows spirit. He shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan. Companion, what were you retrieving? [Star-Lord hands him his stereo-player] Drax the Destroyer: You're an imbecile.
Rocket Raccoon: [jumps on Groot who is fighting the sentry bots] You idiot! How am I supposed to fight these things without my stuff? Drax the Destroyer: Creepy little beast! [throws to Rocket a machine gun] Rocket Raccoon: Oh yeah!
Peter Quill: I saw you out there. I don't know what came over me, but I couldn't let you die. I found something inside of myself, something incredibly heroic. I mean, not to brag, but objectively... Gamora: [sigh] Where's the orb?
Mulan: Who are you? Mushu: Who am I? Who am I? I am the guardian of lost souls! I am the powerful, the pleasurable, the indestructible Mushu! [revealing himself] Mushu: Oh. Ha, ha. Pretty hot, huh?
