Quotes About Sacrifice

This spending of the best part of one's life earning money in order to enjoy a questionable liberty during the least valuable part of it reminds me of the Englishman who went to India to make a fortune first, in order that he might return to England and live the life of a poet. He should have gone up garret at once. What!

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it

He lives who dies to win a lasting name.

but doth not the person who expends vast sums in the furniture of his house or the ornaments of his person, who consumes much time and employs great pains in dressing himself, or who thinks himself paid for self-denial, labour, or even villany, by a title or a ribbon, sacrifice as much to vanity as the poor wit who is desirous to read you his poem or his play?

They tell us how much better off economically we all are in war than in peace.

You think too much.' 'I suppose I do; but I can't help it, my mind is so terribly active. When I give myself, I give myself. I pay the penalty in my headaches, my famous headaches--a perfect circlet of pain! But I carry it as a queen carries her crown.

There is no generosity without sacrifice.

When it's for each other that people give things up they don't miss them

She existed in that view wholly for the small house in Chelsea; the moral of which moreover, of course, was that the more one gave oneself the less of one was left. There were always people to snatch at one, and it would never occur to them that they were eating one up. They did that without tasting.

There's no generosity without some sacrifice.

I'm taking a trouble for you I never dreamed I should take for any human creature.

I have performed the necessary butchery. Here is the bleeding corpse.

The chief impression produced on Isabel's spirit by this criticism, was that the passion of love separated its victim terribly from everyone but the loved object

Was he in love with Gilbert Osmond's wife, and if so what comfort did he expect to derive from it? If he was in love with Pansy he was not in love with her stepmother, and if he was in love with her stepmother he was not in love with Pansy. Was she to cultivate the advantage she possessed in order to make him commit himself to Pansy, knowing he would do so for her sake and not for the small creature's own was this the service her husband had asked of her?

You did something once — you know it. O Ralph, you've been everything! What have I done for you — what can I do to-day? I would die if you could live. But I don't wish you to live; I would die myself, not to lose you. Her voice was as broken as his own and full of tears and anguish. You won't lose me — you'll keep me. Keep me in your heart; I shall be nearer to you than I've ever been.

I love you. It's because I love you that I'm here.

I do nothing for any one in the world but you. But for you I'll do anything. Good, good, said Kate. That's how I like you. He waited again an instant. Then you swear to it? To 'it'? To what? Why, that you do 'like' me. For it's only for that, you know, that I'm letting you do—well, God knows what with me.

He said at another time that she had no heart; and he added in a moment that she had given it all away—in small pieces, like a frosted wedding-cake.

Deep in her breast she believed that he had invested his all in her happiness, while the others had invested only a part.

secret of what passed between him and the strange girl who would have sacrificed her marriage to him on so short an acquaintance remains

True admiration," said Mrs. Keith, "is one half respect and the other half self-denial.

Mamie made them easy as he couldn't have begun to do, and yet it could only have cost her more than he should ever have had to spend.

BOOK ELEVENTH

He found all things come back to the question of what he personally might have been, how he might have led his life and turned out, if he had not so, at the outset, given it up.