Quotes About Sacrifice

Seven Deadly Sins Wealth without work Pleasure without conscience Science without humanity Knowledge without character Politics without principle Commerce without morality Worship without sacrifice.

A man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies, and became the ransom of the world. It was a perfect act.

Violent men have not been known in history to die to a man. They die up to a point.

Morality is contraband in war.

Freedom is never dear at any price. It is the breath of life. What would a man not pay for living?

I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.

Many could forgo heavy meals, a full wardrobe, a fine house, et cetera it is the ego they cannot forgo.

The sacrifice which causes sorrow to the doer of the sacrifice is no sacrifice. Real sacrifice lightens the mind of the doer and gives him a sense of peace and joy. The Buddha gave up the pleasures of life because they had become painful to him.

To love is to enter into the inevitability of one day not being able to protect what is most valuable to you.

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Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.

Mais la grande marque d'amour, c'est d'être soumis aux volontés de celle qu'on aime.

If the King had given me for my own Paris, his citadel, And I for that must leave alone Her whom I love so well, I'd say then to the Crown, Take back your glittering town; My darling is more fair, I swear, My darling is more fair.   The

Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.

Love is a knife that really only cuts one way, and that's deep.

Truthfully, he would break every rule he had, every promise he'd ever made, and go to all the trouble in the world for this girl and she had no idea. None.

Sometimes I feel so awful that my life became better on the backs of all these aborted plans and broken dreams.

I'm not letting you go," I told her. "And it's selfish and wrong and sooner or later you're going to wake up and realize that I can't love you the way you should be loved. Or want to be loved, and it doesn't matter.

In a couple, sometimes, one or both people have to give up their personal life, dreams and ambitions for the good of the family.

Nursing is a kind of mania; a fever in the blood; an incurable disease which, once contracted, cannot be got out of the system. If it was not like that, there would be no hospital nurses, for compared dispassionately with other professions, the hours are long, the work hard, and the pay inadequate to the amount of concentrated energy required. A nurse, however, does not view her profession dispassionately. It is too much a part of her.

Maybe da Vinci didn't serve lamb in his painting of the Last Supper, but there was room for interpretation. Jesus himself was the lamb led to the slaughter.

Out of the blood of my mother's heart, through the tears she poured out day and night, a sacrifice was offered up to you in my behalf, and you dealt with me in a wondrous way.

Oh Lord please don't burn us don't kill or toast your flock. Don't put us on the barbecue or simmer us in stock. Don't bake or baste or boil us or stir-fry us in a wok.

How many Americans lives have been lost in this brutal and needless war? How many Iraqi? How many names do we know on either side?