Margaret Deland Quotes

He gathers me up and I'm weightless before he sets me on the railing. He's the only thing keeping me from falling back, out of the reach of daylight. I'm not afraid of falling. I don't fear the sky beyond the train tracks like I did before. I can go anywhere just so long as it's with him.

If you have security, you can rebel; if you don't, you hold on to any scraps of it that you have.

You cannot rely on the police, you cannot rely on the government, you cannot rely on the bank to protect you.

When you're young, you don't have a lot of control over even basic things in your life - where you live, what you eat, where you go during the day, how you get there. You don't have a lot of control, and that can feel sort of unstable in its own way because you don't get a say in those basic things.

Even though Xavier was only human, it seemed he could protect me from anything and everything. I wouldn't have been worried if a fire-breathing dragon had torn of the roof, because I knew that Xavier was there. I wondered fleetingly if I was expecting to much og him, but dismissed the idea.

But not me, baby, I've got you to save me.

...if you're alone nothing bad can happen to you.

Hold onto me baby. I'm going to take care of you." The raspy need in his voice only made me more desperate.

She didn't need to understand the meaning of life; it was enough to find someone who did, and then fall asleep in his arms and sleep as a child sleeps, knowing that someone stronger than you is protecting you from all evil and all danger

I cannot love a man who cannot protect me.

She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.

But borrowing strength builds weakness.

The mouse that always trusts to one poor hole Can never be a mouse of any soul.

It was nice not having to be the one in control, for a little while. It was nice to be the one who was protected, instead of the one who'd been protecting eveyone else.

They're safe,'' he said. "And you're not made of glass". He swept me up in his arms. I laughed. "And I'm not made of glass." He carried me into our room and kicked the door shut behind us.

We travel together, passengers on a little spaceship, dependent on its vulnerable reserves of air and soil, all committed, for our safety, to its security and peace. Preserved from annihilation only by the care, the work and the love we give our fragile craft.

She is fragile, she is soft, she is weaker, she is afraid. All around is a man-created world, and she is a stranger in it. She needs security. So when she falls in love, the first concept, the first idea, is how to be secure, safe. She would not like to make love to a man unless marriage is settled. Marriage has to be the first thing, then anything else can follow.

I trust you with my life

Things change when you're not in danger anymore.

Goodness has never been a guarantee of safety.

Security will produce danger.

Nothing's as good as holding on to safety.

Security isn't securities. It's knowing that someone cares whether you are or cease to be.

The cookie maker needs someone to look out for him.

Safer than we are.” I told Franny. “Safer than love.” “let me tell ya kid,” Franny said to me, squeezing my hand. “Everything’s safer than love.