Quotes About Sacrifice

of Jamie. God, how could I do it? Leave him

He seized my free hand, hard, and looked down at me. "You may have it," he said. His voice was very low, but he met my eyes straight on. "All of it. Anything that was ever done to me. If ye wish it, if it helps ye, I will live it through again.

I have yearned always," he said softly, "for love given and returned; have spent my life in the attempt to give my love to those who were not worthy of it. Allow me this: to give my life for the sake of one who is.

Dead is dead, Major," he said quietly. "It is not a romantic notion. And whatever my own feelings in the matter, my family would not prefer my death to my dishonor. While there is anyone alive with a claim upon my protection, my life is not my own.

You know Mountgerald, the big house at the end of the High Street? There's a ghost there, a workman on the house who was killed as a sacrifice for the foundation. In the eighteenth century sometime; that's really fairly recent," he added thoughtfully.

One of my mother's friends was an artist. He showed me a few things – though warning me that to become an artist was the only certain way to starve.

Well, the Church does teach that self-abuse is a sin, but my father said he thought that if it came to a choice between abusin' yourself or some poor woman, a decent man might choose to make the sacrifice.

Yoksul insanlar zengin adam?n alt?nlar? için ölür ve bu her zaman da böyle olacak, deÄŸil mi?

So far as Grey's own opinion counted, a love that sacrificed honor was less honest than simple lust, and degraded those who professed to glory in it.

What if I cannot keep ye safe?... You and the rest of them? I shall try wi all my strength, Sassenach, and I dinna mind if I die doing it but what i should die too soon - and fail? You won't. 'll try not. If I die dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.

O Lord, bless the blood and the flesh of this the creature that You gave me," Jamie said softly. He scooped a pinch of the herbs himself, and rubbed them between thumb and forefinger, in a rain of fragrant dust. "Created by Your hand as You created man,  Life given for life.  That me and mine may eat with thanks for the gift,  That me and mine may give thanks for Your own sacrifice of blood and flesh,  Life given for life.

of spit-up milk, soft feces, and the ultimate

Until we two be burned to ashes.

He had come to the conclusion that he couldn't kill himself, even if she died. Even could he bring himself to commit a sin of that magnitude, there were people who needed him, and to abandon them would be a greater sin even than the willful destruction of God's gift of life. But to live without her—he watched her breathe, obsessively, counting ten breaths before he would believe she hadn't stopped—that would certainly be his purgatory.

Okay. This has to be a credible threat. Ergo, we have to have seen (and heard about) the real damage Randall has done to Jamie thus far; we have to be in no doubt whatever that he'd do real damage to Claire. We can't just say, "Oh, he's such a nasty person, you wouldn't believe…" We have to believe, and therefore appreciate, just what Jamie is doing when he trades what's left of his life for Claire's.

For your sake, I will continue—though for mine alone Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I would not.

My niece's son, really," he confided. "Father shot down over the Channel, and mother killed in the Blitz, though, so I've taken him.

There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle. Past

According to the vicar, many of the local folk thought the War was due in part to people turning away from their roots and omitting to take proper precautions, such as burying a sacrifice under the foundation, that is, or burning fishes' bones on the hearth—except haddocks, of course," he added, happily distracted. "You never burn a haddock's bones—did you know?—or you'll never catch another. Always bury the bones of a haddock instead.

There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle. Past that certain point, you lose all fear of pain or injury. Life becomes very simple at that point; you will do what you are trying to do, or die in the attempt, and it does not really matter much which. I

Había amado a Frank, todavía lo amaba y amaba a Jamie más que a mi propia vida. Pero restringida por los límites del tiempo y la carne, no podía tener a ambos. ¿y mas allá quizás? ¿había un lugar donde el tiempo no existía o se detenía?. Anselm creía que si. Un sitio donde todo era posible y nada era necesario.

There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle. Past that certain point, you

The lad's offering to take the girl's punishment for her," she said absently, peeking around a spectator in front of us.

Brianna was twenty-three. She might be no more than in her mid-thirties by the time Jem was fully independent. And if he no longer needed her care—she and Roger might possibly go back. Back to her own time, to safety—to the interrupted life that had been hers by birth. But only if she had no further children, whose helplessness would keep her here.