Quotes About Sacrifice

A picket frozen on duty - A mother starved for her brood - Socrates drinking the hemlock, And Jesus on the rood; And millions who, humble and nameless, The straight, hard pathway trod - Some call it Consecration, And others call it God.

Men cannot for long live hopefully unless they are embarked upon some great unifying enterprise, one for which they may pledge their lives, their fortunes and their honor.

Life has a meaning only if one barters it day by day for something other than itself.

People can have many different kinds of pleasure. The real one is that for which they will forsake the others.

My debt to you, Beloved, Is one I cannot pay In any coin of any realm On any reckoning day.

Teach us to give and not to count the cost.

Too long a sacrifice Can make a stone of the heart.

The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.

He who never sacrificed a present to a future good, or a personal to a general one, can speak of happiness only as the blind speak of color.

Pleasure is not pleasant unless it cost dear.

Still stands thine ancient sacrifice - An humble and a contrite heart.

Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven.

No other job in the world could possibly dispossess one so completely as this job of teaching. You could stand all day in a laundry, for instance, still in possession of your mind. But this teaching utterly obliterates you. It cuts right into your being: essentially, it takes over your spirit.

Sharing is sometimes more demanding than giving.

Measure thy life by loss instead of gain, Not by the wine drunk, but by the wine poured forth.

You can never expect too much of yourself in the matter of giving yourself to others.

What we frankly give, forever is our own.

Try to forget yourself in the service of others. For when we think too much of ourselves and our own interests, we easily become despondent. But when we work for others, our efforts return to bless us.

The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead.

Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause.

If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.

Martyrdom - the only way in which a man can become famous without ability.

This thing of being a hero, about the main thing to it is to know when to die.

I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.