Quotes About Sacrifice

If men should read these words, let them know that power is a heavy burden. Seek not to be bound by its chains.

Yes, Bastille. I keep trying to get killed because it's inconvenient for you.

Heroism is a myth you tell idealistic young people—specifically when you want them to go bleed for you.

People with passion are people who will destroy—for a man's passion is not true until he proves how much he's willing to sacrifice for it. Will he kill? Will he go to war? Will he break and discard that which he has, all in the name of what he needs ?

She loved the teachings of the Five Visions. Humility. Sacrifice. Seeing another's problems before your own. Yet she was beginning to think that she-- along with others-- had taken this belief too far, letting her desire to seem humble become a form of pride itself. She now saw that when her faith had become about clothing instead of people, it had taken a wrong turn.

The definition of a lawman, Uncle, is easy," Wax said, feeling blood from a dozen cuts trickle down his face. He lifted Suit by the front of his clothing, bringing him close. "He's the man who takes the bullet so nobody else has to.

A hero does not choose her trials

Lightsong met the man's eyes, then smiled broadly, looking down at the God King. "My life to yours," Lifesong said. "My breath become yours.

This lot won't suffer you forever.I wouldn't see you dead by their knives; I see a fine man within you Wit." "Yes, He tasted quite delicious.

Men had always told Kaladin that he fought like nobody else. He'd felt it on the first day he'd picked up a quarterstaff, though Tukks's advice had helped him refine and channel what he could do. Kaladin had cared when he fought. He'd never fought empty or cold. He fought to keep his men alive.

You should know by now that I've already had greatness. I traded it for mediocrity and some measure of sanity.

Well, then," he said. "Let's do it." "What?" Vin asked. "Save the world." Elend said. "Stop the ash.

I am but a man, Dalinar, so much as I wish it were not true at times. I am no Radiant. And while I am your friend, please understand that our goals do not completely align. You must not trust yourself with me. If I have to watch this world crumble and burn to get what I want, I will do so. With tears, yes, but I would let it happen.

He was protecting. He was saving. Yet he was killing. How could something so terrible be so beautiful at the same time?

They were the lowest in the army, and yet they bore the weight of kings.

Deserters], they've given up everything. Oaths. Families. When you desert, it breaks you. It leaves you willing to do anything, because you've already given away everything you could have cared about losing.

To Parlin's mind, nothing showed affection like a hunk of something dead and bleeding on the table.

For the greater good." "That has been the excuse of tyrants throughout all time.

So if Cobb wanted me to turn, I'd turn. I'd turn until my fingers bled—until I rubbed the flesh from my hands and withered away to a skeleton. A skeleton who could turn really, really well.

Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination. Speak again the ancient oaths and return to men the Shards they once bore.

I don't hate you, Pattern," Shallan said. "I hate the sword." "But—" "The sword isn't you. The sword is me, my father, the life we led, and the way it got twisted all about.

Have you ever had to choose between two equally distasteful choices?" "Every day I choose to keep breathing.

Dalinar Kholin was a connoisseur of death. Even since his youth, the sight of dead men had been a familiar thing to him. You stay on the battlefield long enough, and you become familiar with its master.

She no longer fought out of fear for the man she loved. Instead, she fought with an understanding. She was a knife—Elend's knife, the Final Empire's knife.