Quotes About Sacrifice

The sacrifice of men guarantees we women still have these splendid domains to wander around, but we wander around them alone.

He cared about people, in a weird sort of way. I know he loved Owen and me, no matter what he did to us. Peveral Othman would have restored Owen after his ritual, but Shemyaza is not the person we knew before. Now he's a husk, and his indifference is worse than anything else.

Daniel noticed that Sofia glared hungrily at the remains of the fruit as Enniel replaced it on the altar. She looked as if she might rise up, throw herself across the temple, and gorge herself on the sticky fragments.

I'm a symbol," Tayven said. "You won't understand or accept this, I know, but if I am sacrificed, power will come from the act. Almorante himself would kill me if the moment was right, and I would sacrifice myself willingly, if it would do any good.

He is virgin. He must remain so. Until the night before his death.

By day, Casmeer worried that he was becoming too involved in his work. He realised the boundary between fantasy and reality was growing blurred. Occasionally, but with increasing regularity, he thought about giving up on his creation. And yet, it had given his empty life some meaning. How could he live without it now?

You'll not be able to let yourself die for this destiny.

Fire drakes dwell in the pits," she told him. "Sometimes they demand sacrifice." "What are fire-drakes?" "Elemental creatures, like dragons. They breathe the fire and feast on the minerals found in its wake.

The dull ruby light of the fire did not seem to touch the boy. He was the lamb to the slaughter; pure, beautiful, burning with his own white light. Othman experienced a twinge which was almost regret; all that potential soon to be quenched, extinguished, gutted. He allowed himself to bask in the ray of pure love for Daniel which speared his being.

If there were tears upon the face of the lamb, it was only fitting.

Behind every conversation, every shadowed glance, every stone on the road, every bud overhead, lurked a hidden threat: that the climax of Shem's task would be his own sacrifice.

Daniel Cranton would be offered to the flame; the innocent, newly-awakened, brimming with psychic energy, untapped and fresh. Daniel.

Give me your son, he would say to Louis, and Louis would obey.

She'd have to get Shemyaza away from this place before what was left of him was destroyed.

Cossics do not understand Mewts. They ascribe to them the morals and values of Cos. This is a grave mistake. I am not Cossic, and I can appreciate the Mewtish mind only too well. The Cossic nobleman is a thinker; honourable, loyal, and traditional, but he keeps emotion in check. Challis Hespereth demands sex as a sacrifice, not love. The Mewt, on the other hand, is a passionate individual; he feels. Love to him is all; it is his god. He would die for for it.

In deference, we would make the sacrifice an ecstacy.

In her present mood, the prospect of sacrifice would have livened up what she otherwise anticipated would be a bleak event.

The excitement of knowing we would utterly drain this boy kindled frantic desire. He too was aroused by the prospect of his sacrifice; the intimacy of this knowledge we shared was more holy than any physical sensations we might soon enjoy.

She drew attenuated figures, wreathed in flowing hair, wearing his face. She drew a naked man, cupping his genitals in his hands, offering them like a sacrifice. That was perhaps her own magic.

Sometimes it is necessary to partake in sacrifice of self, but being a martyr to one's causes inspires only impatience in others.

Your father is healed," Othman said softly. "No more pain for him, no more illness. I have done this. Can't you see, my pretty boy, how good I am? I don't wish you harm, any of you. I love you all.

The Hanged One is waiting for you! He is hungry for you, Taziel!

Love is never passive. It is the very nature of love to give the best and not hold back. And the gift is unique, "the only begotten." The greater the object of love, the more costly the gift. "Any old thing" is not good enough. That would not be love.

We sent him to school for him to take this heavy equipment. I worked and cooked over at the school, helped send him there. I said, "I'm not sendin' you to school to come out here and go to work for these strip mines." I'd rather see him in Vietnam than see him doin' strip jobs.