“When he thought of his history, what resonated with him now was not all that he had suffered but the divine love that he believed had intervened to save him.”
″‘Like you said, it’s going to be bad no matter how you slice it. And whatever Peeta wants, it’s his turn to be saved. We both owe him that.’ My voice takes on a pleading tone. ‘Besides, the Capitol hates me so much, I’m as good as dead now. He still might have a chance.‘”
Imagine a bleeding calf is thrashing in a shark-infested shallows. What to do--stay out of the water or try to stay the jaws of the sharks? Such was our choice.
“Of course Anna should be honored for donating her bone marrow. Of course she deserves recognition. But the thought of rewarding someone for their suffering, frankly, never entered my mind.”
“The main problem with this great obsession for saving time is very simple: you can’t save time. You can only spend it. But you can spend it wisely or foolishly.”
″‘There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.’
‘And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?’
‘That’s like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can’t protect by killing.‘”
“Maybe I should give up. I don’t know why I haven’t yet. The universe is clearly trying to save me from myself. I bet if I looked for signs about parting ways, I would find them.”
“The rage rises again, and I don’t even want to control it. But what can I do about it? What can I do to avenge my brother, or even try to save the others?”
“I stand here atop Gotham’s beautiful twin towers, with two bombs capable of making them rubble. You have twenty minutes to save them...The price is five million dollars. I would have made it two--but I’ve got bills to pay...”
“What comforted him was…that Jude seemed so confident, so competent, so certain that he, too, had something to offer. It reminded Willem that their relationship wasn’t a rescue mission after all, but an extension of their friendship, in which he had saved Jude and, just as often, Jude had saved him.”
“Wilson felt the pleasure of amusement. Whoever spoke was wrong, of course - as would be established soon enough when the engine was examined and they checked his wound more closely. Then they’d realize that he’d saved them all.”
Only a small boy sees them leaving and follows as the babies chase butterflies in trees, frogs in a bog, even bats in a cave, ignoring pleas to come back. But not to worry, our hero saves the day, making sure that all the babies get home safely from their appealing adventures.
This is a great story about parents not listening to their daughter and said daughter saving their home. It also has wolves...in the walls! It is just the kind of story that should be read aloud, too, full of the rhythms and repeated refrains that fit with oral story telling.
“He decided to just keep afloat, treading water and hoping that something- who knows what? – would turn up to save him. But what if a shark, or some big fish, a horse mackerel, turned up? What was he supposed to do to protect himself? He didn’t know.”
“Aye, when I first saw her I had a flash, clear as it was when I was a lass. Poor ill-favoured little yellow herring of a thing. But still, it came to me then, she was the Stranger that would save the Gift for the family.”
Historians estimate that this act of selflessness, by preventing the spread of plague, saved hundreds of thousands of lives throughout England. It also tells us that for the next year, people from the surrounding villages left food and supplies outside the town so that Eyam would not starve.
“You’re no saint, because saints are stupid! You’re stupid! You’re so stupid that you can’t think ahead! You think that sacrificing your life for a bunch of scabby, snot-nosed orphans is going to save them from slavery? You’re out of your mind!”
″‘Who’s Zaza?’ Pluck asked.
‘A friend of mine,’ Mr. Penn said. ‘Zaza is a cockroach.’
‘A cockr-’ Pluck blurted in surprise, but Mr. Penn quickly gave him a shove and called out, ‘Quickly, please! Hurry... otherwise she’ll spray Zaza dead.‘”
“Only the sanctimonious birds that perched on the church’s dome ever saw Smith’s progress entire, and as their beady eyes followed him, the chattered savagely, ‘Pick-pocket! Pick-pocket! Jug him! Jug-jug-jug him!’ as if they’d been appointed by the Town to save it from such as Smith.”
“The others made whewing noises and thanked heaven for the way their magical Chitty-Chitty Bang Bang had saved them from the gangsters’ terrible revenge.”
″‘But in my book he doesn’t get Red Riding Hood,’ said Polly. ‘Her father comes just in time to save her.’
‘Oh, he doesn’t in my book!’ said the wolf. ‘I expect mine is the true story, and yours is just invented.‘”
″‘Kings and princes have brought entire armies to free the princess,’ said the fairy, ‘and every last one of them died.’
‘All I have are my will and my courage,’ said the youth.”