Quotes About Sacrifice

You did more than anyone could ask. You bought more than enough time for Cornelius to deploy his iron pan and for Rynda to escape.

I won't let him hurt you." His voice, so suffused with rage a moment ago, was ice cold now, measured and calm, and the determination in his eyes scared me more than his anger. "I'll kill anyone who tries to end your life. I'll answer any question you ask. I'll pay any price to keep you alive. Let me protect you.

It's okay, Sarrat. If he insults you, I'll cut his head off and you can drink his blood.

I will do everything in my power to ensure your survival, and should the need arise, I will put myself between danger and you. His voice was quiet and intimate. Do not hesitate to use me as your shield. His voice sent tiny shivers through me. Wow. He was something else.

It's not always about one's personal happiness. Sometimes it has to be about the obligation we have to others. A duty to pay back for the gift you were given.

I'm willing to abandon the tender embrace of my future mother-in-law for your sake. About that, Aunt B said. I'm coming, too. Dead God, the cookie was poisoned.

It is an up close and personal war, fought with savage weapons," Odalon said. "At first when you're young and dumb and you hear about it, you think it will be glorious. That you will be like the hero of old, ripping through the ranks of your enemy. Then you find out what six hours of fighting with your sword is really like. The first hour, if you survive, is exciting. The scent of blood is intoxicating.

He wanted to marry her. "For men like you, 'marriage' sounds a lot like 'sentenced to forced labor in the mines.

The first generation of the sahanu is dead. The second generation of the sahanu is dead. The Order of Sahanu is dead. Everybody is dead." Javier paused. "Praise be to In-Shinar, the Merciful.

Would you rather be a hero in charge of your own destiny or a martyr wallowing in self-pity? What will it be?

To exist in peace, we have to sacrifice that violence.

Oh no, you don't. Over my dead body. Better yet, over his.

I wanted to cut Hugh into pieces. I owed him for Mauro, my broken sword, and seven days in the hole. But Curran owed him for seeing me disappear, for finding out where I went, for running after me across half the country not knowing if I was still alive, and then for fighting his way to Mishmar only to find me half-dead. Curran had a much bigger score to settle.

He shook his head. "Better to do a small wrong to prevent a big one." "How do you decide what is a 'small' wrong? Let's say, you buy the safety of many with the life of a child. That child means everything to her parents. You devastated them. There is no greater wrong you can

He shook his head. "Better to do a small wrong to prevent a big one." "How do you decide what is a 'small' wrong? Let's say, you buy the safety of many with the life of a child. That child means everything to her parents. You devastated them. There is no greater wrong you can do to them. Why would that be a 'small' evil?

Sometimes killing a man wasn't an act of anger or punishment. It was a public service.

Power has a price. We don't always want it, but we always end up paying.

Death is forever. Death is nothing. But to save a life, that's everything. My mother understood this and now I finally did, too.

Derek leaned forward, menace rolling off him in a heavy wave. "You let her think you were dead. She saved you.

The rights of men must be held sacred, however great the cost of sacrifice may be to those in power. Here one cannot go halfway, cooking up hybrid, pragmatically-conditioned rights (which are somewhere between the right and the expedient); instead, all politics must bend its knee before morality...

It is good to regard labor as hard work to be done, work that a long line of female ancestors did in the past that enabled us to be here at all.

Most important quality in the man of your dreams? No, my dears, it isn't great hair. Or even killer abs. In my book, it's selflessness. Give me a man who puts others before himself, and that's a man I'll keep.

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