Quotes About Sacrifice

Every moment that a man may be in want of employment, than such I hold him to be far better who is forced to labour for nothing.

But surely for everything you love you have to pay some price.

When will a woman lie? Sometimes for herself. Usually for the man she loves. Always for her children.

Romance can be a by-product of crime.

For whom will a woman lie? Sometimes for herself, usually for the man she loves, always for her children.

I've become a killer of the Lord. It's the Lord's will that I should kill you. So that makes it all right. You do see that, don't you? You see, it makes it all right.

Success had its penalties.

Take what you want, says God, but pay for it

Il guaio, con me, era che avevo voluto sempre troppe cose, e le avevo volute con avidità e senza essere disposto a rinunciare a niente.

Was that really and truly what people were secretly feeling everywhere? Was that what, ultimately, war did to you? It was not the physical dangers—the mines at sea, the bombs from the air, the crisp ping of a rifle bullet as you drove over a desert track. No, it was the spiritual danger of learning how much easier life was if you ceased to think…

My boy, I know what I'm talking about. Mind you, I'm not saying marriage doesn't come hard on a fellow at first. It does. Fellow says to himself, damn it all, he says, I can't call my soul my own! But he gets broken in. It's all discipline." Luke

I speak to you for you will understand. We bought that screen with more than money--with love. For love of it, because it was beautiful and unique, we went without other things, things we needed and missed. These other Chinese pieces my husband speaks of, those we should buy with money only, we should not pay away anything of ourselves.

I've got a theory that one can always get anything one wants if one will pay the price. And do you know what the price is, nine times out of ten? Compromise. A beastly thing, compromise, but it steals upon you as you near middle age.

There's always a way out," said Anthony gloomily. "I've a theory that one can always get anything one wants if one will pay the price. And do you know what the price is, nine times out of ten? Compromise

She existed, one might say, only in him and for him." Miss Williams paused a minute and then said quietly: "That, I think, is the justification for what she eventually did.

Comprendo que ha tenido que hacer las veces de madre de su marido, cuando su mayor deseo hubiera sido ser simplemente su esposa.

Meanwhile, sitting in the lounge talking, listening to the radio broadcasts, we learned the pay-off. The world had not changed...Love of country flourished, while love of humanity withered; worship of God was present, and following of Christ was absent. This was the victory we had won. This was the world men had bought with their blood. This was peace.

Il pericolo era grande, ma eravamo pronti a rischiare e nascondemmo il bambino dentro una cassa. Di notte toglievamo il coperchio per dargli da bere e da mangiare. Durante quell'autunno il pensiero di avere un bambino nella baracca cambiò la nostra vita: facevamo a gara a chi gli avrebbe dato la propria razione. Ciascuno di noi lottava per offrirgliela.

We zullen de koe melken maar we zullen haar niet slachten.

He loves her. Circumstances and considerations - what are those? The whole world recedes and there is room for only one thought: he loves her. She had not misunderstood him. She is not an eccentric and a burden. He has been thinking of her as she has of him. Above her bed the broad fins whirl gently; the night will pass and the morning will come and he loves her.

Even God would say"Finish the task you have undertaken". He would never recommend breaking her mother's heart, damaging her parents' lives. "Your mother and then your mother and then your mother," the Prophet had said, "and then your father." But what about her own life? What is to become of that?

Desperate times calls for more than simply desperate measures. It calls for putting one's values aside till the desperation subsides" --Mental Hell, Chapter 3

In fact, you could say that I became a poet by renouncing poetry.

The king of the jailhouse and the queen of the road think sharing the burden will lighten the load.