Quotes About Sacrifice

A general who draws his sword has put aside his baton and become a common soldier.

To marry the Daughter of the Nine Moons!" "To die and live again, and live once more a part of what was!" "To give up half the light of the world to save the world!

This is it, Egwene," Mat said. "Take a deep breath, a last pull on the brandy, or burn your final pinch of tabac. Have a good look at the ground before you, as it's soon going to be covered in blood. In an hour, we'll be in the thick of it. The Light watch over us all.

There was a difference between being proud of a grand fireplace in your hall and walking into the flames.

What I do, I do because there is no other way. He is hunting me again, and this time one of us has to die, I think. There is no need for those around me to die, also. Too many have died for me already. I do not want to die either, and will not, if I can manage it. There are lies in dreams, and death, but dreams hold truth, too.

Twice and twice shall he be marked, twice to live, and twice to die. Once the heron, to set his path. Twice the heron, to name him true. Once the Dragon, for remembrance lost. Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.

You're welcome in my home when this is over. We'll open a cask or two of Master al'Vere's best brandy. We'll remember those who fell, and we'll tell our children how we stood when the clouds turned black and the world started to die. We'll tell them we stood shoulder to shoulder, and there was just no space for the Shadow to squeeze through.

He could end it. Only, he could not. He was going to die, perhaps the world would die, but he could not make himself kill another woman. Somehow

His blood on the rocks of Shayol Ghul, washing away the Shadow, sacrifice for man's salvation.

Aemon had sent out messengers. Aid was promised if they could hold for but three days at the Tarendrelle. Hold for three days against odds that should overwhelm them in the first hour. Yet somehow, through bloody assault and desperate defense, they held through an hour, and the second hour, and the third. For three days they fought, and though the land became a butcher's yard, no crossing of the Tarendrelle did they yield.

And so he did. He wished he could protect them better, but he would simply have to carry that burden. The secret, it turned out, had not been to harden himself to the point of breaking. It had not been to become numb. It had been to walk in pain, like the pain of the wounds at his side, and accept that pain as part of him.

Even Warders would break if she loosed the lightnings on them, and balefire, and broke the ground under their feet. Balefire? she wondered. But it would also do no good if she broke Tar Valon's power to save Rand. She had to save both.

There's always the question of price, isn't there? Some prices I might not want to pay.

To marry the Daughter of the Nine Moons!" "To die and live again, and live once more a part of what was!" "To give up half the light of the world to save the world!" Together they howled like steam escaping under pressure. "Go to Rhuidean, son of battles! Go to Rhuidean, trickster! Go, gambler! Go!

Si alguna vez te enamoras de una mujer, Rand, abandónala y deja que encuentre a otro. Será el mejor regalo que puedes hacerle.

Well, heroes got patted on the head, then pushed out of the way until the next time a hero was needed, if they survived being a hero in the first place. Very often, heroes did not.

If you would live, you must die;

I can't keep you; the only way I can protect you is to send you away. "I am yours, always and forever.

They said Janduin claimed this man looked like Shaiel, and he would not raise his spear when the man ran him through.

a general can take care of the living or weep for the dead, but he cannot do both.

There was a saying in the Borderlands: "Duty is heavier than a mountain, death lighter than a feather." Once you had that mountain firmly on your shoulders, there was no way to put it down. There was no one else to carry it anyway, and no use whining about

Five ride forth, and four return. Above the watchers shall he proclaim himself, bannered cross the sky in fire. .

Honor didn't come from being punished, but accepting a punishment and bearing it restored honor. That was the soul of toh—the willing lowering of oneself in order to recover that which had been lost.

Twice the Dragon, for the price he must pay.