Quotes About Sacrifice

I will not speak! answered Hester, turning pale as death, but responding to this voice, which she too surely recognized. And my child must seek a heavenly father; she shall never know an earthly one!

a subsistence, of the plainest and most ascetic description for herself, and a simple abundance for her child.

It would break her dear little heart; and I'd rather break my own!

But as for Rappaccini, it is said of him — and I, who know the man well, can answer for its truth — that he cares infinitely more for science than for mankind. His patients are interesting to him only as subjects for some new experiment. He would sacrifice human life, his own among the rest, or whatever else was dearest to him, for the sake of adding so much as a grain of mustard seed to the great heap of his accumulated knowledge.

Brown made a claim that possibly hit a little too close to home. 'Money is this man's god,' the handbill read, 'and to get enough of it, he would sacrifice his country.

During the forty-five months of World War II, the United States lost just under 1 percent of its adult male population; during the Civil War the casualty rate was somewhere between 4 and 5 percent; during the fourteen months of King Philip's War, Plymouth Colony lost close to 8 percent of its men.

I'm willing to march into hell if I'm following you.

And I'm willing to march into hell if I'm following you.

Everybody has to die. I prefer to die for a crime I have committed rather than to die for one of the crimes which you have committed.

By spring 1945, the time for action looked imminent. Nazi Germany was collapsing, and the march into Berlin would soon cut off the head of the snake. Throughout Norway, the sabotage of railway transports, ports, ships, and communication lines was hobbling the Wehrmacht and obstructing the removal of its troops to reinforce their defenses inside Germany itself.

A week after the celebration, on June 28, 187 members of Kompani Linge, with Poulsson and Rønneberg in the lead, paraded in uniform before King Haakon. Of their select unit, fifty-one had died during the war. The king paid tribute to the men and their clandestine work.

Laurence Binyon's poem "For the Fallen" was read in English and in Norwegian translation at the ceremony: "They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: / Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. / At the going down of the sun and in the morning, / We will remember them.

Tronstad knew that if he refused to dispatch Haukelid to take care of the ferry, the Allies would bomb Vemork again before the shipment left the plant or while the train or ferry were in motion. Many more innocent civilians would die in these scenarios.

The war is singing its last verse, and it requires every effort from all who would call themselves men. You will understand that, won't you?

Making history was never the aim of the Norwegian saboteurs, nor of the British sappers who were sent before them. After the war, the sacrifice of the British Royal Engineers and RAF crews of the ill-fated Operation Freshman was not forgotten. Thirty-seven bodies were recovered and buried at gravesites in Norway. Bill Bray's headstone reads, To live in the hearts of those that loved me is not to die.

Would you rather die, or be unwound? Now he finally knows the answer. Maybe this is what he wanted. Maybe it's why he stood there and taunted Roland. Because he'd rather be killed with a furious hand than dismembered with cool indifference.

The two of them against each other. The two of them against the world. Everything in their lives was now defined by that binary. If they had to die today in order to live, it would somehow be wrong if they didn't do it together.

Well...you're a martyr and I'm a patron saint-I can't think of anyone better!

the captain is supposed to go down with the ship . unless the first mate knocks him out and throws him in a lifeboat

For standing between Cody and his pain is my obligation, and standing between my uncle and his pain is my rent, but the pain I coax from Bronte is my joy

I'm evolving, is the thing; I'm a god becoming a constellation.' 'The constellations are mostly demigods,' I point out. 'And they didn't get to be constellations until after they died.' He laughs at that, and says, 'Death is a small sacrifice to become immortal.

Lev bends down and takes the tranq gun away from the cop Connor has just rendered unconscious. I came to save you. That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!

We tried to be good parents . . . but there's a point at which you give up trying." "No, there's not," Connor tells her. Then he turns to go, leaving them with the worst punishment of all: having to live with themselves.

If more people had been organ donors Unwinding never would have happened.