Quotes About Sacrifice

Let me atone for all the sins of men. Let me release the deluge pent up in me. Let me die.

Sometimes a King has to do terrible things in order to protect those he has sworn to look after. When the stakes are so high, dreadful decisions have to be taken. It is the responsibility of a King to take on that burden, that guilt.

There are some Questions, some battles, some Hiccups that are worth losing a world for. And perhaps even when all ends in disaster, you cannot do the wrong thing, if you do it out of love.

Wrong because Christ had died for them and they were now killing him again.

Ordinarily, of course, I thought it best to remain inconspicuous, but the gesture had a certain irresistable theatricaility, and an inevitablility. Sometimes you can feel the pull of what other people want from you, and you sacrifice yourself, you risk seeming odd or sunsavory, to keep them entertained.

I have always been particularly touched by the proverb about the purpose of life being to plant trees under whose shade you do not expect to sit.

The price of freedom is high — far higher than that of slavery. And it is not paid in gold, nor in blood, nor in the most noble sacrifices, but in cowardice, in prostitution, in treachery, and in everything that is rotten in the human soul.

Quando li avrete ammazzati tutti, quando in Russia non ci saranno più cani, andranno i ragazzi russi a ficcarsi sotto il ventre dei vostri carri. Ach, son tutti della stessa razza, rispose tutti figli di cani. E si allontanò sputando per terra con profondo disprezzo. I like Russian dogs, disse Westmann they ought to be fathers of the brave Russian boys.

Messo di fronte al generale von Heunert e ai salmoni della Lapponia, egli stava dalla parte dei salmoni. Ma, in fondo, come tutti i tedeschi, giudici o no, obbediva ai generali. Il guaio di tutti i salmoni d'Europa è questo: che anche i tedeschi stanno dalla parte dei salmoni, ma obbediscono ai generali.

We're all being left out one way or the other. The survivors miss being heroes. The heroes miss being alive. The only ones not left out are the ones who never went in.

I felt sorry for Yoko, who must have longed for her daughter, but at the same time I wondered whether John had made some kind of odd pact with her—I won't see my child until you see yours. It was the only explanation I could think of for his neglect of Julian.

You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs ... They thought that just because they were smashing eggs they must be making an omelette

Orien," Birle protested again. "You can stay if you must." Orien's cheeks were hollow with hunger and he had little strength for anger. "But I wish you'd come. I don't know how long it would be before I could come back for you." So she followed him, since he would return for her.

Is it possible to love any human being without being torn limb from limb?

She did not at the bottom believe she ever would have him. She did not believe in herself primarily: doubted whether she could ever be what he would demand of her. Certainly she never saw herself living happily through a lifetime with him. She saw tragedy, sorrow, and sacrifice ahead.

Men fight for liberty and win it with hard knocks. Their children, brought up easy, let it slip away again, poor fools. And their grandchildren are once more slaves.

Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.

But, Lord, if it is Thy will that I should love him, make me love him - as Christ would, who died for the souls of men. Make me love him splendidly, because he is Thy son.

Continuaré tirando pan al agua; y si mis hijos vuelven algún día, seré feliz.

she would be free of mundane care, she was a pure will towards right. She had sold herself, but she had a new freedom. She had got rid of her body. She had sold a lower thing, her body, for a higher thing, her freedom from material things.

But for herself, nothing but this dreary endurance—till the children grew up.

Well, if one had to prostitute oneself, let it be to a bitch-goddess!

Then she fell into that rapture of self-sacrifice, identifying herself with a God who was sacrificed, which gives to so many human souls their deepest bliss.

So, in seeking to make him nobler than he could be, she destroyed him. She injured and hurt and scarred herself, but she lost none of her worth. She also had the children.