The rifle itself has no moral stature, since it has no will of its own. Naturally, it may be used by evil men for evil purposes, but there are more good men than evil, and while the latter cannot be persuaded to the path of righteousness by propaganda, they can certainly be corrected by good men with rifles.
Tonight there was something different. Something both deeper and shallower than friendship. Familiarity, perhaps, the sudden realisation that we lived our sealed-up little lives in closeness to each other. That we had something to share and something to lose. Something to protect together.
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?
Your mother said that Fraser sent her back to me, knowing that I would protect her-and you. ... And like him, perhaps I send you back, knowing-as he knew of me-that he will protect you with his life. I love you forever, Brianna. I know whose child you truly are. With all my love, Dad.
They were blessed, said Jane; they were going to give birth to themselves. It would be themselves they gave birth to, only better. That was why she and Della must work so hard to protect them, their children. In protecting the children Jane and Della would also (Jane explained this over and over again) save themselves -