Quotes About Sacrifice

You make sacrifices to become a mother, but you really find yourself and your soul.

The bravest battle that ever was fought; Shall I tell you where and when? On the maps of the world you will find it not; It was fought by the mothers of men.

I Came To Mumbai With Just Rs. 1,500 ... My Mother Gave Me Before She Died

I love my mother. My mother made sure, her stubbornness - she made sure we was going to eat. She made sure we had Christmases. That was my mother. My father wasn't there for that.

We were so poor that my mother would often leave me in a foster home until she could raise enough money to rent rooms for us.

There is no greater good in all the world than motherhood.

Craving, not having, is the mother of a reckless giving of oneself.

My mother was a cleaning lady all her life.

My mother loved children - she would have given anything if I had been one.

There's only one thing in life for a woman; it's to be a mother... A woman artist must be... capable of making primary sacrifices.

A female salmon lays three thousand eggs a year - and has yet to receive a Mother's Day card from one of them.

But she named the infant "Pearl," as being of great price-purchased with all she had-her mother's only treasure!

I am Mother Jones. The Government can't take my life and you can't take my arm, but you can take my suitcase.

Who can put a pricetag on the influence of a mother?

As a breastfeeding mother you are basically just meals on heels.

Who deserves more credit than the wife of a coal miner? Mother was one.

I see God in every human being. When I wash the leper's wounds I feel I am nursing the Lord himself. Is it not a beautiful experience?

My mother worked in factories, worked as a domestic, worked in a restaurant, always had a second job.

I nursed men back to sanity who were driven to despair. I solicited clothes for the ragged children, for the desperate mothers. I laid out the dead, the martyrs of the strike.

My mother came here to New York. She and my grandmother were domestics, cooking, cleaning for other people.

The crime of a mother is a heavy burden.

God and mother, partners in creation, in love, in sacrifice, in service, are as one.

Mother does not exist, like water that has given life to a flower and then disappeared. Mothers live somewhere after giving birth to us.

If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!