Quotes About Sacrifice

Being with her can prove difficult, but life without her would be unbearable.

I hate married men ; they never make any sacrifice to the Arts, but are always thinking of their duty to their wives and families, or some rubbish of that sort .

Leaving his partners to die. Watching them run out of air...It was such a real possibility, Collins returning to earth by himself...now that's a stone-cold wheelman. That's the guy you want sitting at the wheel of a gassed-up Ford while you're inside a bank.

A mí me enfurecía que mi madre no tuviera cosas bonitas, y me enfurecía aún más no poder proporcionárselas yo, y más aún no poder decir nada de todo aquello en voz alta, porque mi madre seguía cantando, haciendo todo lo posible por mantener el ánimo.

It cost me everything, absolutely everything, but maybe it's not love if it doesn't cost us everything.

We risk life and limb and my princely good looks for a spoonful of sweet sock?

A great White Bear waits outside. He has faithfully promised to make us all rich if he can but have our youngest daughter.

But my patriotism goes for something beyond what we have. We don't have something that I want to die for - anymore.

It only took one searing mental snapshot of a comrade and his aircraft turned to a golden blob of flame by missiles, flak, or MiGs striking from a Washington-designated "sanctuary" to convince him that his ass really did belong to Uncle, and in this one, Uncle wasn't very concerned about it.

That's the difference between good military commanders and good politicians, John Geary. You've shown me that a good military commander spends the lives of their people reluctantly and with regret, but does spend them when necessary. The good politician does the same thing with principles. There aren't any fine burials for sacrificed principles, though.

Real love is hard. Forgetting yourself for another. Love is like fighting uphill against all of your worst instincts.

My father always said that false love is an attempt to force another person to be subjugated to your own illusion, to make that person nothing but a part of you that you can direct and control. But real love means the other person's illusion is more important than yours. You put them first. Like you put me first.

Jason slumped over, his eyes closed. "Gotta save lives," he mumbled. "Gotta save people." Opening his eyes, he began working off his own boots.

I'm not worth millions of lives, Jason." "You are to me! And…and to your mom and dad!" Kira raised her head up enough to turn it to look at him. "Jason, my mother always says that no one counts for more than anyone else, and my father says that every person is a reality, something special and unique that helps form the world we think we see around us. I can't believe I matter more than so many other people.

If I only believe something when it's easy, when it doesn't cost anything, then I don't believe it, do I?" Kira asked him. "I knew it was dangerous. I'm not giving up." Jason looked back at her, angry and frustrated. "You are like your mother!

Y ahí es donde se les vio por última vez, parados, brazo con brazo, sobre la cubierta, a esta devota esposa abrazada valerosamente de su esposo, a este amoroso esposo estrechando protectoramente a su esposa, al hundirse el barco. Juntos por siempre … Barbara De Angelis, doctora en filosofía

Many wonderful things in life do not come wrapped in the packages we think they should. God used a carpenter, not a king, to save the world.

He gives no best who gives most; but he gives most who gives best. ~Arthur Warwick

pray that in the large things and small things, whenever He asks me to "give it up for Him," no matter what He asks of me, I will respond immediately, "Yes, Lord!

To those before us, to those amongst us, to those we'll see on the other side. Lord let me not prove unworthy of my brothers." "Until Valhalla, Freddy.

Somewhere a True Believer is training to kill you. He is training with minimum food or water, in austere conditions, day and night. The only thing clean on him is his weapon, and he made his web gear, He doesn't worry about hat workout to do - his ruck weighs what it weighs, his runs end when the enemy stops chasing him. The True Believer doesn't care how hard it is; he only knows that he wins or he dies. He doesn't go home at 1700; he is home. He knows only the cause.

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Battle of Attu

Once an Eagle, by Anton Myrer.