Quotes About Sacrifice

Mataría por ella, destruiría por ella, descuartizaría a cualquiera que se atreviera a alejarla de él. Y jamás la dejaría marchar... ni siquiera aunque ella suplicara por su libertad.

Elena se preguntó cuántas mujeres habrían sido tan estúpidas como ella... lo bastante estúpidas para arrojarse a sus brazos a sabiendas de que, si era necesario, el arcángel pondría fin a sus vidas en un abrir y cerrar de ojos.

My men and women are loyal and will fight to the bloody end," he said, his broad shoulders holding the weight of a staggering number of lives, "but I'm afraid I am about to lead them into certain death.

I don't have empathy, Sahara. I can't feel for those who are going to die. It would be akin to asking a falcon to take flight when his wings had long been hacked off.

A single instant of kindness, she thought again, her heart breaking. How do we save them all, Aden? One at a time.

A court of rotting corpses to worship at the feet of the goddess of death.

This isn't your redemption Noah," she said, her eyes so passionate with emotion that they seemed to glow.

The Arrow Squad had to die. For some inexplicable reason, this midlevel telepath and field medic was its nucleus; cut him out and the resulting fractures would mean the rest would be far easier to eliminate.

I'd line the streets with bodies before I'd ever hurt you.

Going slow didn't come naturally to him, but Charlotte was worth it.

None had had a chance to experience love in this way, to walk hand in hand with a man who would lay down his life for her. A day, a week, a month, a year—no matter how long she lived as a whole person, she would do it with an open heart and an unfettered spirit.

And when it was over, he'd have destroyed the most beautiful thing he'd encountered, that he'd felt, in all eternity.

Heroes, I've learned, don't always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

He watched her with unyielding focus even as shards of white-hot agony thrust into his brain. Ethan had chosen.

Elena, Raphael'in sözlerinde geleceÄŸini görebiliyordu. "Benim an?lar?m? almazs?n," diye hat?rlatt? ona. "O aÅŸamaya geldiÄŸimizde bana istediÄŸini yapabilirsin ama an?lar?m? almaya kalkma." "Ölmeyi mi tercih edersin?" "Evet." "Öyle olsun" sf 364

That works." The tightness in her chest eased. "Kind of seems one-sided though. You're giving up everything." "I get you." A simple statement that meant more than she could ever articulate.

Love gives far more than it ever takes. And love makes us want to give. Words

What is interesting is they have no children in these long years and Sita becomes a mother in her late thirties or perhaps even later. This implies that she is at least in control of her reproductive cycle, as she manages to delay her child-bearing until her husband is secure on a throne. This is one hidden strength she displays, as she does again, when finally, at the age of perhaps fifty, she abandons her family.

every time she remembered something painful, she could lift it up with her hands in worship or prayer and God would take her brokenness like an offering.

There's nothing remotely glamorous about waiting hand and foot on a fusspot like Opal, but what a pinched and useless life we'd lead if our only goal was glamour.

I think my Mama and Savannah must be special people in the Lord's eyes, as they have gone about doing generous and loving things without even a second thought. For me, it seems like the only thing that comes natural is aggravation and hard word

I asked Mama was it a sin to do what I done, and she said no, it was the same as David slaying Goliath, it was only to save Ulyssa and the others, not because of meanness that I did it. I would do it again, too. I am not sorry, but this has hurt my heart and spirit more than all the other trials, for being forsaken is worse than being killed.

Children are a burden to a mother, but not the way a heavy box is to a mule. Our children weigh hard on my heart, and thinking about them growing up honest and healthy, or just living to grow up at all, makes a load in my chest that is bigger than the safe at the bank, and more valuable to me than all the gold inside it.

Children are a burden to a mother, but not the way a heavy box is to a mule. Our children weight hard on my heart, and thinking about them growing up honest and healthy, or just living to grow up at all, makes a load in my chest that is bigger than the safe at the bank,and more valuable to me than all the gold inside it.