Quotes About Sacrifice

Could you please find out if it would be possible for me to be exchanged for my wife—I would perhaps be more useful in her place and she would be better off here. If this is impossible, maybe I could be taken to her—we would be better off together.

De tilhørte nemlig den klassen av det franske høyborgerskapet som heller vil se barna sine uten brød, kjøtt og luft enn uten eksamenspapirer.

Madame, I am a soldier. Soldiers don't think. I'm told to go somewhere and I go. Told to fight, I fight. Told to get myself killed, I die. Thinking would make fighting more difficult and death more terrible." "But what about enthusiasm Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â "Madame, forgive me, but that's a term a woman would use. A man does his duty even without enthusiasm. Perhaps that's the way you know he's a man, a real man.

His chauffeur, who was in the same situation as him, said, "If you have to go, you go. But if they think it'll be like '14, they've got it all wrong." (The word "they" in his mind meant some mythical council whose purpose and passion was to send other people to their deaths.) "If they think we'll do that again

30 June 1941. Stress the Michauds. People who always pay the price and the only ones who are truly noble. Odd that the majority of the masses, the detestable masses, are made up of these courageous types. The majority doesn't get better because of them nor do they [the courageous types] get worse.

The incessant noise of gunfire filled him with anxiety and excitement; he started trembling all over, shaking his head from side to side like a frightened horse. But he wasn't afraid. Not at all! He wasn't afraid! He welcomed, he embraced, the idea of death. It would be a beautiful death for this lost cause. It would be better than crouching in trenches as they did in '14. Now they fought in the open air, beneath the beautiful June sun or in the brilliant moonlight

As she points out, leaving behind the rush-hour commute, corporate politics, and a relentless BlackBerry that never slept was no sacrifice.

You know what. You've killed me and sent me to hell, and you must descend to the underworld to find me and make me live again. If you don't come for me, I'll become a demon and drag you down into the dark.

Dora was stunned by this information. She stopped. 'Do you mean' she said, 'that they're completely imprisoned in there?' Mrs. Marks laughed. 'Not imprisoned, my dear,' she said. 'They are there of their own free will. This is not a prison. It is on the contrary a place which it is very hard to get into, and only the strongest achieve it. Like Mary in the parable, they have chosen the better part.

I can see this so clearly because I have long ago given up my own hopes of being happy.

You can't go through the looking-glass without cutting yourself.

I love you, I want you, I'd die for you —

We must keep this love uncontaminated even if we kill it.

There are secret saints with strange destinies.

A great sword pierced Sefton's heart. She too had loved Lucas with her own kind of deep secret love, and it seemed to her in this moment that, if he had asked her, she would have gone with him anywhere.

She felt above all, as a sort of categorical imperative, the desire to set Hannah free, to smash up all her eerie magical surroundings, to let the fresh air in at last; even if the result should be some dreadful suffering.

I must stay with you, stay near you, do your will, or die.

You can't go through the looking-glass without getting cut. You know that now, don't you?

Love, yes. But sometimes love must sacrifice itself in order to remain love.

His friends will decline in their numbers as his needs increase. The inverse, or perverse, mathematics ay life.

But we artists have to be selfish you know, after all, with each painting, we die a little.

Art destroys the life.

There are degrees of justice, Elijah. When the lesser is incompatable with the greater, the lesser must give way.

Any decent politician is masochistic enough to dream now and then of going down in flames while the angels sing.