People put bars on their windows to keep themselves safe, and I say why not just commit a felony and go to prison? Plenty of bars there.
People put bars on their windows to keep themselves safe, and I say why not just commit a felony and go to prison? Plenty of bars there.
Blood is everywhere..Vultures take shelter beneath the tanks;for the fumed sky is unsafe for their avian flight to prey on the Palestinian flesh.
Gloria was still talking, something about how shooting people was in a sense safer than making art, in terms of avoiding serious lapses in taste.
Meadow's Waltz...the meadow had becomeher sanctuary of spiritoffering an escape from a painno child should ever endureforeboding clouds began...
Siku ya kuzaliwa ni siku ya kwanza ya safari nyingine ya siku 365, masaa 5, dakika 48, sekunde 46 na maili milioni 600 kulizunguka jua. Safiri salama.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade.
The library made me feel safe, as if every question had an answer and there was nothing to be afraid of, as long as I could sort through another volume.
Is love this misguided need to have you beside me most of the time? Is love this safety I feel in our silences? Is it this belonging, this completeness?
If I had a vulva, I’d let you drive it like a Volvo. It’s all about safety. You could probably park on the street, but you might get a ticket.
Love tames the benumbed beast. A man is put to use regarding a woman's physical safety, but a woman is put to use regarding a man's mental safety.
But sometimes, when she'd be all by herself, walking home late in the evening on a crowded street she'd be afraid of her own shadow following her...
Socialism provides safety in numbers. And that’s OK, if you don’t mind trading your name—your identity and individualism—for a number.
All defensiveness and emotional tumult is a fear response because of your need for acceptance and ruthless control of the territory of your safe fantasy world.
Spirituality is like a thin-thin thread, that if delicately followed guides us from darkness to light; from poverty to abundance and from destruction to safety.
The people who build high, strong fences are the ones who survive the best. You deny that reality only at the risk of being driven into the wilderness yourself.