Quotes About Sacrifice

As they came out of a stand of big oaks and maples and broke out into windswept prairie near the brow of the hill, she saw the truth, which was that people had actually been nailed to those crosses and left to die.

War is hell, but smoking cigarettes makes it all worth while

Neal Stephenson

Sometimes you have to do what you don't want to do in order to ensure that you won't have to keep on doing it! This apparent contradiction is part of the Divine Dichotomy, which says that sometimes the only way to ultimately Be a thing—in this case, "peaceful"—may be, at first, to not be it!

Sometimes you have to do what you don't want to do in order to ensure that you won't have to keep on doing it! This apparent contradiction is part of the Divine

Honor? What do you care about honor? Honor gets people killed!' 'At least they die for something,' I say, and he doesn't protest further.

You deserve them because you chose them. You could have left them all behind but you chose to stay here.

Giving my brain up. That's what's important.

I saw a painting once where the artist had actually done that--signed his work in blood. ... When I saw that, I thought it was as if the man who had painted the picture wanted to say to me, Well, you did ask what this actually cost.

It's no secret that people will give their lives, or take the lives of others, in support of what they believe. Often the less actual evidence that exists in support of an ideology, the more likely a person is willing to die for the cause.

Often the less actual evidence that exists in support of an ideology, the more likely a person is willing to die for the cause.

Most white Americans were willing to sacrifice civil liberties in the name of national security as long as they were the civil liberties of someone else.

Never have so many given so much for so long for so little for so few for so seldom.

that wanting to give up "anything" for someone else's happiness is a dysfunctional symptom of love addiction and codependence.

My dad, who was seventy-four, was now ill with myeloma and cancer in his bloodstream. My mom, who was much younger, spent every day and night taking care of him. I wanted somebody in my life to do that for me, and I wanted somebody I could do that for.

Project Hollywood was bringing me out of my solipsistic shell. It was giving me the resources I needed to be a leader; it was teaching me how to walk the tightrope of group dynamics; it was helping me learn to let go of petty things like personal property, solitude, cleanliness, sanity, and sleep.

You are not who you are in Christ because of the things you have done; you are in Christ because of what He has done. He died and rose again so that you and I could live in the freedom of His love.

Christ has done everything necessary for us to be free. He wants us to be free so much that He gave Himself as a ransom to die on a cross. Then He gave Himself to us. We are one with Christ because our souls are in union with Him. There is nothing else God needs to do for us to be free.

But it's true, 'Rene. Can't you realize that I'm not like you a bit? Why, to get the things I want badly enough, I'd do anything, hurt anybody, throw anything away. Really, 'Rene, I'm not safe." Her voice as well as the look on her face had a beseeching earnestness that made Irene vaguely uncomfortable.

Security. Was it just a word? If not, then was it only by the sacrifice of other things, happiness, love, or some wild ecstasy that she had never known, that it could be obtained? And did too much driving, too much faith in safety and permanence, unfit one for these other things?

I think that being a mother is the cruellest thing in the world.

The American dream was not supposed to look like this, and when men went off the war, too often other men came in the night to the bedroom at the back of the long, narrow trailers. In fact, I had lived there and had gone off to war, and someone took of my place in the bed and took of my young wife. But that was few wars ago, and so much has happened since , that the only lingering bitterness left is that the bastard also took my dog.

Sometimes I think being a cop is less dangerous than being married.

Where have all the young men gone? Gone to soldiers, every one.