Quotes About Sacrifice

There were certain keys to being a good friend, chief among them loyalty, shared philosophy, and willing sacrifice, but Teig had learned that the most appreciated trait in a friend was knowing when to speak up and when to keep silent.

Las personas que están dispuestas a sacrificar su propio bienestar por un noble idea probablemente acabarán exigiéndoles un sacrificio parecido a otros no tan dispuestos a hacerlo. Un sistema político que no puede funcionar sin mártires es un sistema político malo y destructivo.

I believe that Jesus would have given His life for just one person. Jesus emptied Himself, He humbled Himself and He so yielded Himself to His Father's love that He had no ambition of His own. He was not looking to build an empire, He did not want praise or adulation or to impress people with who or how many followed Him. He stopped over and over again for just one person, for just one life.

He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.

This bride will give up the selfish riches of this world to inherit the earth. She will be so ruined and wrecked by love that she will run full force into the darkness. This will cause His light through her to explode into the world—all for love's sake.

A new breed of ministers is rising up who will not wear out for the gospel. They are so caught up in passion, unity, and fullness that they run out and say, "World, here I come!" If they go into places where they get shot at, they are thrilled. If they do not get shot at, they are thrilled. If the place they go is filthy, they are thrilled. If it is clean, they are thrilled. Jesus is the joy set before them. He is their exceedingly great reward.

When I held Beatrice, I caught scabies and lice. But it didn't matter. My only goal is to love more.

Mother Teresa once said: When Jesus came into the world, He loved it so much that He gave His life for it. He wanted to satisfy our hunger for God. And what did He do? He made Himself the Bread of Life. He became small, fragile, and defenseless for us. Bits of bread can be so small that even a baby can chew it. He became the Bread of Life to satisfy our hunger for God, our hunger for love.' After

Even if I could only bring Him one little grape, I knew that grape was precious to Him because I had worked my whole life for it.

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There are people who are willing to protect freedom until there is nothing left of it.

An artist is like a woman who can do nothing but love, and who succumbs to every stray male jackass.

His youngest sister, Linda, wanted to be a singer and she had now refused point-blank to go to secretarial college; his father had refused pointblank to let her study music. Linda had gone to the piano and begun to play Chopin's Prelude No. 24 in D minor, a bitter piece of music which gains in tragic intensity when played 40 times in a row.

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People live for love. They kill for love. They die for love. They have songs, poems, novels, sculptures, paintings, myths, legends. It's one of the most powerful brain systems on Earth for both great joy and great sorrow.

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He turned. "She would never marry for wordly advantage." "Yet when she experiences the consequence she gains in such a marriage, she will feel compensated for giving up her freedom!" "Her freedom!" "I think her much at liberty.

Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.

It is very wrong of you, Christiana, to think of leaving them.

I want to warn twentysomething women that the old bargain has not changed all that much. You can only have it all if you do it all.

All that happens when you grow up is that your ethics get completely compromised and you do extremely dodgy things you never imagined doing, apparently for the sake of others. Plus, growing up isn't in my job description.

i]We were fighting so very hard and achieving so very little aside from staying alive. BUT THAT'S EVERYTHING, my father wrote to me, when I told him that in a letter.[/i]

Do you want this ice cream?" he asked her, whisking the dish all around the tabletop. "I mean, do you truly want it? Would you fight for this ice cream? Would you bear a deep wound in order to possess this ice cream completely? How deep a wound? What if it was as deep as the grave? What does this ice cream really mean to you, Miss Cabrini?

But then some people give off a strange sense of preoccupation, as if there is something in their lives so important to them that they have to keep it silent, and close. And to keep this thing close, they make sacrifices.