Quotes About Sacrifice

Love... love... love, never counting the cost.

I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded but because of the love I have for you. -- Eric Northman

Self-denial is often the sacrifice of one sort of self-love for another.

Love is letting him win even though you know you could slaughter him.

If you love something, give it away...

You have to just look at it like Titanic: I know the ship sinks, but this is a love story

Sometimes life will make you give up what you love most.

Which would prove I'm a monster, Arnie? Sacrificing the people I love for the fight? Or walking away from the fight to save the people i love?

She had nothing in this world but her two hands and her crazy love for Jesus, who seemed, for his part, never to have heard of her.

I frequently lock myself in my studio. I do not often see the people I love, and in the end I shall suffer for it... painting is one's private life.

Always that tyrannical love reaches out. Soft words shrivel me like quicklime. She will not allow me to be cold, hungry. She will insist that I take her own coat, her own food.

People who are obsessed with Jesus give freely and openly without censure. Obsessed people love those who hate them and who can never love them back.

If you really have humility when you love, there is only one thought: "What can I do for my beloved?"

Love's secret is always to be doing things for God, and not to mind because they are such very little ones.

I don't have children - yet! But I can imagine a love so potent that you would give your life for them. To give your life over to something else outside of you, that's love.

Love looks like something.

Almost everybody's happy to be a fool for love.

Sacrifice is the first element of religion, and resolves itself in theological language into the love of God.

Love is about going that extra mile even it if hurts.

Love can do much, but duty more.

Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.

Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.

Are there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the world, and more, like slaves to poor humanity, labor for mortal good?

The mightiest love was granted him Love that does not expect to be loved.