Quotes About Sacrifice

Be bullied, be outraged, be killed, but do not kill.

First at the outset, let me commend the great men and women of the United States Coast Guard for what they do.

It's always so difficult when you've left your kids to go to work every day - you want people to like it. I just agonise over it, but I'm obsessive because I love what I do.

So much of me is because of what my parents experienced in this country. So much of me is because of the things my parents overcame so that I could have the luxury of having a dream.

Above all the grace and the gifts that Christ gives to his beloved is that of overcoming self.

As a nurturer, I have always lived my life running for others, trying to make everyone happy, even if I often overlooked my own needs. I do it because it makes me happy and fulfilled.

Tia and I have been together for 10 years. Our relationship is not just something that happened overnight. She was with me when I moved to California. I had nothing, and she was established, who had all this money, but she didn't care. That's how I knew she was real.

We ask our men and our women to go overseas to fight for our country and sacrifice so much for this great country so that we can be the land of the free, the land of the brave.

To me, I think when women who have children are fighting overseas, that's long distance. And that's very challenging. I really honor those families that do that.

It's very strange getting out of the military, when you've lived in Iraq, and people you know are going overseas again and again. Some of them are getting injured.

I went to war for this country. I served overseas for this country.

As someone who grew up in a military family, I know what it's like to have those you care about serve overseas.

Quality is free, but only for those are willing to pay heavily for it.

Meaningful acts of leadership usually cause people to accept some short-term pain (extra cost or effort, delayed gratification) in order to increase the long-term benefit. We need leadership for this, because we all tend to be short-term thinkers.

I always found the extraordinary loss of life in the First World War very moving. I remember learning about it as a very young child, as an eight- or nine-year-old, asking my teachers what poppies were for. Every year the teachers would suddenly wear these red paper flowers in their lapels, and I would say 'What does that mean?'

The unspeakable rituals of the heathen, who might think nothing of sacrificing a horse and then making sport with its phallus, were echoed in grim tales of Christian women transforming themselves into equine form, and revelling in the bestial.

True strength manifested itself not in the exercise of power, but in the willingness to give it up. So Tolkien, as a Christian, believed. It was why, in the last year of

It was men who stopped slavery. It was men who ran up the stairs in the Twin Towers to rescue people. It was men who gave up their seats on the lifeboats of the Titanic. Men are made to take risks and live passionately on behalf of others. —John Eldredge

Moeders worden nooit meer mensen, moeders blijven moeders.

Ik heb nooit, zoals als zij, geloofd in militaire triomfen in naam van God, volk of staat. Ik ben gepokt en gemazeld een Vlaming van de nooit-meer-oorloggeneratie. De lessen van het verspilde bloed aan Den IJzer, en in alle Europese loopgraven van '14-'18, zijn me met de paplepel ingegeven. Een goede oorlog? Dat is een tegenstrijdigheid in de bewoordingen.

Those who expect to reap the blessings of freedom must, like men, undergo the fatigue of supporting it.

These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their county; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny like hell is not easily conquered yet we have this consolation with us, the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value.

You should never hesitate to trade your cow for a handful of magic beans.

Within a week of the girl's sacrifice, the clouds above Ólympus had broken up and spread south. Soon, a steady rain fell upon the plains and mountainsides, producing just enough downfall to fill the wells and cisterns but not ruin the crops. The natives, who had been appalled at the sacrifice, were overjoyed. Embers of hatred and fear still smoldered in their eyes, but there was also, now, a flicker of respect.