Quotes About Sacrifice

She took a deep breath, "Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing?" His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, "Yes," he said finally.

Vivi is right; it cost me something to be the way I am. But I do not know what. And I don't know if I can get it back. I don't even know if I want it.

Anyone who offers up their heart on a silver platter deserves what they get.

Gavriel closed his eyes, sooty lashes brushing his cheek. "I'll stay with you." "What? No," she said automatically. "No! That's crazy." "I'm crazy," he reminded her.

She'd always been a little contemptuous of beauty, as though it was something you had to trade away some other vital thing for.

Remember what your father said about magic, boy. It'll cost you everything.

For I know that Death is a guest divine, Who shall drink my blood as I drink this wine. —William Winter

She gives me a glare fit to singe hair. "Make me a promise that this is going to save Oak's life." "I promise," I tell her. "And make me another promise that it's not going to cost you yours." I nod. "It won't." "Liar," she says. "You're a dirty liar and I hate it and I hate this." "Yeah," I say. "I know." At least she didn't say she hated me, too.

I have been Madoc's protégé and Dain's creature. I don't know how to win any other way but theirs. It is no recipe for being a hero, but it is a recipe for success. I know how to drive a knife through my own hand. I know how to hate and be hated. And I know how to win the day, provided I am willing to sacrifice everything good in me for it. I said that if I couldn't be better than my enemies, then I would become worse. Much, much worse.

The flavor of that blood stayed with him through the long years of his service (...) by then he could no longer remember whose blood it was, only that he had grown used to the taste.

Is he going to- will he live?" "No," said Gavriel. "No chance of that. He wants to die, so he will. But not tonight and not because of me." "Oh," Tana said. "So he's okay?

Madoc seemed like the sort to roast him over a fire, consume his flesh, and call it love. By then, I had become familiar with love of that kind.

No, I cannot see myself serving Balekin.

Only out of his spilled blood can a great ruler rise.

it cost me something to be the way I am. But I do not know what. And I don't know if I can get it back. I don't even know if I want it.

This is what you wanted, isn't it? he asks. What you sacrificed everything for. Go on. It's all yours.

Then Ivan and Marya Morevna built a pyre and burned Koschei until he was ash. And then they lived happily, visiting each of Ivan's sisters and their bird-husbands, all of whom declared that Ivan did the right thing to risk so much for a woman as beautiful and fierce as Marya Morevna." "If she was so fierce, how come she didn't just save herself?" Tana asked.

Do you know why Celia and I broke up?... I said I was going to visit you in prison, and she said I couldn't. She said if you were the Enemy of Death, you were a murderer. She said I had to choose between you and her. - Jasper

Cardan stands over me. His jacket is thrown on a nearby chair, the velvet soaked through with some dark substance. His white sleeves are rolled up, and he's washing my hands with a wet cloth. Getting the blood off them. I try to speak, but my mouth feels like it is full of honey. I slide back into the syrupy dark.

Oak makes a low moan and tries to sit up. 'Jude,' he mutters. 'Jude, we can't just let him die.

There is always something left to lose.

Grounded and kept home from the Collegium for a whole year for making out with Evil Overlord Alex. Also for joining his evil army of evil.

Looking over at the lump of comforter and jackets and shadow where Gavriel was hiding, she took a deep breath. "I won't leave you," she told Aidan. "I promise." No one else was going to get killed today, not if she could save them. Certainly not someone she'd once thought she loved, even if he was a jerk. Not some dead boy full of good advice. And she hoped not herself, either.

I was a fool", I say, because i might as well admit it. " I gave up the bird in my hand for two in the bush