Quotes About Sacrifice

The Free idea Policy from Government always fail and never works, if you give a home to someone for free you will never turn that person into a taxpayer nor a homeowner that takes care of and has pride for their home as they never knew what it took and the sacrifices made to have a mortgage and be a part of the American dream

Laying down your life for your friend(s) is the worlds highest honor as one put aside their own life, their own family and their future for their friends with no reservations, second thoughts or regrets. Imagine what you can conquer in this world if you had this built inside of you

Anything worth building out and profiting long term as generational wealth cannot be completed without a lot of hard work and sacrifices

The Greatest success stories are beautifully painful

I find it incredibly romantic that people should fight for a cause they believe in and be prepared to die for it.

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ESCORT CARRIERS HAD MANY nicknames, only a few tinged with anything resembling affection: jeep carriers, Woolworth flattops, Kaiser coffins, one-torpedo ships. Wags in the fleet deadpanned that the acronym CVE stood for the escort carrier's three most salient characteristics: combustible, vulnerable, expendable. That most everyone seemed to get the joke—laughing in that grim, nervous way—was probably the surest sign that it was rooted in truth.

In combat you have to leave the wounded behind whether they are men or ships and go on your way and fight. Nevertheless, it was something that made every man on our topside feel the same as I did, and it bothered us to leave those men at the mercy of the Japs, but there was no other choice.

Paul Henry Carr of Checotah, Oklahoma, proud member of the Future Farmers of America, football and baseball letterman, brother to eight sisters, only son of Thomas and Minnie Mae Carr, died there on the deck of his battered, broken warship.

As Herman Wouk wrote in War and Remembrance, 'The vision of Sprague's three destroyers--the Johnston, the Hoel, and the Hermann--charging out of the smoke and the rain straight toward the main batteries of Kurita's battleships and cruisers, can endure as a picture of the way Americans fight when they don't have superiority. Our schoolchildren should know about that incident, and our enemies should ponder it.

Like most veterans, they would continue their lives saying that the truest heroes were the men who did not come back.

Lent survives as a much moderated version of this self-imposed discomfort.

Kill me. If you've ever been my friend, kill me.

No. I kind of accepted it, in a way. That saving you was worth losing what we might've had.

I watched as that kid died. In his last few seconds there was pure terror in his eyes. You can't do that. You can't do that to a person. I don't care what anybody tells me, I don't care how many people go crazy and die, I don't care if the whole shuck human race ends. Even if that was the only thing that had to happen to find the cure, I'd still be against it.

Newt..." "Do it before I become one of them!" "I..." "KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened. "Please, Tommy. Please." With his heart falling into a black abyss, Thomas pulled the trigger.

We'll start firing till they drop or we drop.

You're so sweet,' Frypan said with a snort. 'Go ahead and die with Thomas. I think I'll sneak away and enjoy living with the guilt.

If you want to throw me in jail for trying to save someone's life, then go ahead. Next time I promise I'll point at them and laugh.

Shank's got more guts than I've fried up from every pig and cow in the last year." He paused, as if expecting a laugh, but none came. "How stupid is this—he saves Alby's life, kills a couple of Grievers, and we're sitting here yappin' about what to do with him. As Chuck would say, this is a pile of klunk.

What if he saved them? he thought. What if I saved my friends?

Taste good?" Brenda asked as she dug into her own food. "Please. I'd push my own mom down the stairs to eat this stuff," Thomas said. "I'd kill your mother for something fresh out of a garden. A nice salad." "Guess my mom doesn't have much of a chance if she's ever standing between us and a grocery store." "Guess not.

His joy dribbled away, turned into a deep mourning for the twenty people who'd lost their lives. Despite the alternative, despite knowing that if they hadn't tried to escape, all of them might've died, it still hurt, even though he hadn't known them very well. Such a display of death—how could it be considered a victory?

Saving you was worth losing what we might've had.