Quotes About Sacrifice

And he had taken Gabriel, too.

Things will be sacrificed; people will suffer. That is the way life works when we are human.

I cooked for him like a wife and washed his clothes and was a wife in other ways too terrible to mention.

But when he's cut, I bleed.

I'd storm heaven for you, if I knew where it was.

Real destiny takes everything—the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure—and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A thousand-fold! But you can't give halves. You have to give it all. I know. I swear. I've come back from the dead to speak the truth to you. Real destiny gives you a mountain of life, and puts you on top of it.

There was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back nothing.

No, amusing me only, I wonder if they realize how they are used? Not a bit. They think they are the emperors of creation. Poor lambs. That's not how I'd describe them. I was thinking of animal sacrifice. Ah. That's closer.

Are we not all called on to yield our children back to the world, in the end?

Truth is always War's first victim, the old saying went.

It's true that if your religion failed to deliver a miracle, that a human sacrifice would certainly follow. Ah...quite. You are a man of acute insight. That's not insight. That's a personal guarantee.

A price is something you get. A cost is something you lose.

You looked a god in the eyes and bore witness for me, by which alone I am preserved." She took a deep breath, through his mouth. "You looked a god in the eyes. And spoke for me. There is nothing in my power that I will ever refuse you, after that.

My word was too easy to give, too hard to keep.

Save me from that! To pour your life into sons for eighteen or twenty years, and then have the government take them away and waste them cleaning up after some failure of politics—no thanks.

The one thing you can't trade for your heart's desire is your heart

I'd storm heaven for you, if I knew where it was.

Nothing worth doing is fun all the time. But it's still worth doing all the time.

I wanted—I wanted to serve something. To"—he raised his eyes to his father's, driven to a painful honesty—"to make my life an offering fit to lay at his feet." He shrugged. "Screwed up again." "Clay, boy." Count Vorkosigan's voice was hoarse but clear. "Only clay. Not fit to receive so golden a sacrifice." His voice cracked.

What can the gods give me?" His brows twitched up in an expression of remarkably disingenuous goodwill. "Why, work, sweet Ista!

She turned toward him with a snap; he flinched away. "If we do not succeed in taking this ship, a thousand of my friends are going to die. I had a choice. I chose. I'd choose again. You got that?" And you choose for everybody, Silver, Leo's voice echoed in her memory. Ti subsided instantly. "Yes, ma'am.

Some prices are just too high, no matter how much you may want the prize. The one thing you can't trade for your heart's desire is your heart.

I don't . . . quite know how to put it." He searched for, and rather to his surprise found, that odd calm place inside, still there. It helped. "Some prices are just too high, no matter how much you may want the prize. The one thing you can't trade for your heart's desire is your heart." "Oh," said Gregor.

She would do her marriage then, hour by hour and day by day with the work of her hands, and let the wishing fall where it would.