Quotes About Sacrifice

Love, not anger, brought Jesus to the cross. Golgotha came as a result of God's great desire to forgive, not his reluctance. Jesus knew that by his vicarious suffering he could actually absorb all the evil of humanity and so heal it, forgive it, redeem it.

Our calling is to imitate Jesus in his willingness to suffer rather than to follow the ways of the powers.

War is like any other bad relationship. Of course you want out, but at what price? And perhaps more importantly, once you get out, will you be any better off?" - Quellcrist Falconer

I've come a long way to get nowhere at all, I thought. And I've spent everything I have to get here.

Love a man who'll bleed to make a point. (Candy)

The things we do to stay alive for another year. Another day. Another hour. The deals we make with the universe and ourselves. You start to feel dirty.

I once considered learning to love iced coffee, but then I remembered I'd have to kill myself, so I gave up the idea.

When it's true love you know why you're getting stabbed.

That's how you know someone likes you. Anyone can give you chocolate and flowers, but when they'll disembowel someone for you? That's true love.

Hell doesn't run on prayers or promises. Downtown magic is about reaching out and grabbing what you want, and that requires payment. An offering. Blood.

On the TV, some poor Indian has just died hauling Fitzcarraldo's boat over the mountain. The Indian's friends are gathered around his body, but Fitz is screaming for them to keep pulling his boat. He's the hero of the story and he's completely nuts. This isn't going to have a happy ending.

We few, we happy few, we band of horrors. For they today who shed their blood with me shall be my brothers, my sisters, my blessed beasts. Now. Go forth and make creation weep.

I'd really like to keep it for a while and play with it, but there's a bunch of grumpy killers and angels and a soon-to-be-dead messiah waiting for me.

I'd rather watch you do the backstroke in lava.

That's how you know someone really likes you. Anyone can give you chocolate and flowers, but when they'll disembowel someone for you? That's true love.

Anyway, there's nothing at all humiliating about clutching ten pounds of ice like your firstborn while the damn bag leaks all over your crotch so it looks like you pissed yourself with joy. I crack open another beer to celebrate fatherhood and keep reminding myself that I'm doing this for Candy.

Perhaps one stops smoking only when one starts to love cigarettes, becoming so enamored of their charms and so grateful for their benefits that one at last begins to grasp how much is lost by giving them up, how urgent it is to find substitutes for some of the seductions and powers that cigarettes so magnificently combine.

You know who Anne Frank is?' I asked. 'Of course,' he said, as if I had offended his intelligence and Dutch pride. 'When they came to get her, they went right to her hiding place.' 'I know.' 'And that means someone betrayed her.' 'But who did it?' he said. 'You.

so then we had to find Jews to turn in so my father wouldn't die.

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,That from the nunneryOf thy chaste breast and quiet mind,To war and arms I fly.

To Lucasta, Going to the Wars Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As thou too shalt adore; I could not love thee, Dear, so much, Loved I not Honour more.

Livingstone explored for the rest of his life, enduring fevers, torrential rains, animal attacks, threatening tribes, and countless other hardships. Once when asked how he could make such sacrifices, Livingstone answered, "I never made a sacrifice. We ought not to talk of sacrifice when we remember the great sacrifice which Christ made when He left His Father's throne on high to give Himself for us.

To me, a Purple Heart is not a badge of honor. To be blunt about it, I've always considered them enemy marksmanship medals and I'm happy not to have ever "won" one.

Chris:I forgive you. Annie: For killing my children and my sweet husband? Chris: For being so wonderful a guy would choose hell over heaven just to be around you.