Quotes About Sacrifice

I think your husband has that something about him that defines honor very narrowly. I fear he is the stuff of which martyrs are made. (Tom Lasser, p. 358)

I know my husband. He died with God's name on his lips if anybody's. He always loved his work more than me. (Kate) Then he was a fool, the captain said with such bitterness that she felt sorry for him, too. No. He was not a fool, she said. And he loved me. I know he did. He just belonged to God. I only borrowed him for a time. (p.383)

This time, there were things I'd be giving up forever. My visa to the Land of the Popular, for one thing, and probably even my return ticket to the Borderlands of Respectability.

The seeds of love have taken hold and if we won't burn together I'll burn alone.

when wealth is your god, weapons are your sacrament, and your own children are your sacrifice—

He creates a new kind of hero: not warriors, corporate executives, or politicians, but brave and determined activists for preemptive peace, willing to suffer with Him in the prophetic tradition of justice.

Change requires sacrifice. Cahnge requires acceptance of your sins.

Change requires sacrifice. Change requires acceptance of your sins.

Even victories take their toll on a man.

A man may fight the greatest enemy, take the longest journey, survive the most grievous wound -- and still be helpless in the hands of the woman he loves.

the most dangerous enemy is not the man with the most weapons, but the man with the least to lose.

If we give up our humanity to fight the machines, Zufa, then Omnius has already won!

The blood of innocents has always been the currency of charismatic leaders, Kwyna said

In desperation we may agree to pay any price. Only later do we learn the true cost. —MENTAT PEARTEN, new Lampadas school archives

Capital, cried Basil. I could eat a stag, antlers and all. I say they they do make a wonderful nosebag for us wounded heroes, y'know.

Regardless of sex, everyone loses something in a war... but the first casualty is always the truth.

Ask a child's guardians what it takes to be good at their jobs, and most will answer with a single word... SACRIFICE. Parents give up so much: time, sleep, freedom, money, intimacy... pretty much everything but complaining how much they sacrifice.

Granny used to describing giving your life as ultimate sacrifice, but I don't know about that. Dying is definitely the LAST sacrifice you can make, but sometimes, it's your first one that sets the tone for everything that follows.

There's an old saying, Zill. Freedom can't be given, only earned.

At first, he annoyed the shit out of me. Marko can be a self-righteous ass, he has no idea how to sit still, and worst of all, he laughs at his own jokes. Then why did you risk everything to be with him? Because your son is so goddamn beautiful. Ha. I assure you, looks aren't forever. Oh, I know. I wasn't talking about his looks.

Ciba: I thought you were supposed to be some big brave war hero. What about that goddamn gold star you polish every night? Natalya: You know what this shiny piece of tin is, you fucking space cadet? It's the way stupid boys trick other stupid boys into dying for bullshit causes ... and I'm done acting like one of them.

Then why did you risk everything to be with him? Because your son is so goddamn beautiful. Ha. I assure you, looks aren't forever. Oh, I know. I wasn't talking about his looks.

I mean, what's the sense in being a hero when there's no one left to save? Oh

She loved to return to the world of the book, a workd in which people were willing to let go of everything in order to follow their passions.