Quotes About Sacrifice

If there's something as good as [him] in my life, I'm going to pay for it.

She had loved him. He knew this; he had never doubted it. But she had also asked him to kill her. If you love someone that much, you did not lay that sort of burden on him for the rest of his life.

I truly believed that the cost of success for us shouldn't be the cost of failure for a good friend.

It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to battle, but when you get right down to it there's a whole story in who's left behind.

I once read that every story is a love story. Love of a person, a country, a way of life. Which means, of course, that all tragedies are about losing what you love.

I can't do this to you,' he said, drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me,' she said.

There are legions of us, I realized. The mothers who have broken babies, and spend the rest of our lives wondering if we should have spared them. And the mothers who have let their broken babies go, who look at our children and see instead the faces of the ones they never met.

until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing one

People in the real world would kill for a happily ever after, and you're willing to just throw it away ? I look away from her. It's hardly a happily ever after when you wind up right at the beginning.

You could only save someone that wanted to be saved; otherwise, you'd be dragged down for the count, too.

Maybe the reason I've never died in this story is that I've never had something worth dying for before.

But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?

You give her all your french fries, even when she won't give you back onion rings,' Sophie says. 'And when you say her name it sounds different.' How?' Sophie thinks. 'Like it's covered with blankets.

Is it really worth dying for the person you love?" [Maureen] thinks about this for a moment. "That's not the real question, Oliver. What you should be asking is, Can you live without her?

It still hurts, she whispered. Even when you're doing it for someone else, that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked, or your wrist swelling, or your cuts from bleeding.

It was one thing to sacrifice your own life for someone else's. It was another thing entirely to bring into the mix a third party - a third party who knew you, who trusted you implicitly.

Do you know what it's like to give your whole self to a person, and your whole heart to boot, until you've got nothing left to give-and then realize that it still isn't what they need?

The cost of growth is always a small act of violence.

There is a reason people say being a mother is the hardest job in the world: You do not sleep and you do not get vacation time. You do not leave your work on your desk at the end of the day. Your briefcase is your heart, and you are rifling through it constantly. Your office is as wide as the world, and your punch card is measured not in hours but in a lifetime.

Parenthood was like awakening to find a soap bubble in the cup of your palm, and being told you had to carry it while you parachuted from a dizzying height, climbed a mountain range, battled on the front lines. All you wanted to do was tuck it away, safe from natural disasters and violence and prejudice and sarcasm, but that was not an option. You lived in daily fear of watching it burst, of breaking it yourself. Somehow you knew that if it disappeared, you would, too.

Sometimes, to get what you want the most, you have to do what you want the least. - Julia Romano

Being a good mother, it seemed to me, meant you ran the risk of losing your child.

But sometimes, in order to win, you have to make sacrifices.

The thing about a mom is that she's always there. She's the one who rubs your back when you have the flu, who manages to notice you have no clean underwear and does your wash for you, who stocks the refrigerator with all the foods you love without having to ask. The thing about a mom is that you never imagine taking care of her, instead of the other way around.