Quotes About Sacrifice Novels & Stories

The particular threat of someone who could burn the Hall to ash and was choosing to speak instead. “Victory built on unwilling sacrifice is not victory. It is theft. It is murder dressed in rhetoric. The god of wisdom asks what may be sacrificed for victory and what must never be. I say this: the only thing you have the right to sacrifice is yourself. Your comfort. Your safety. Your life, if you choose. But never another’s. Never the innocent’s. Never the outcast’s, simply because their blood is cheaper than yours and their screams don’t reach your ears.”

“I’m so happy for—” “Shut up,” Julian snapped. The joy he shared with the others turned into a wall of ice. “Don’t act like you give a damn, John. Looking at you is just a reminder of the biggest mistake I ever made. I traded my sight for a failure.” John froze, his hand half-extended in the air. “I’m never bleeding for someone as worthless as you again,” Julian spat. “You weren't worth the sacrifice then, and you’re definitely not worth it now. Get out of my sight.”

I just want to kiss those red, plumpy lips until the dawn breaks. Wait, I am an offering and sacrifice. But what kind of sacrifice?

He pleads on his knees, tears streaming down his face. “My mate sacrificed her life for him, and without it, her sacrifice would be for nothing.” He lowers his head to the ground and rests his forehead on it. “Unworthy.” One single word. Then she forms a fire whip and slashes his back once. With the crack of the whip, I hear the words ‘sacrifice is something worth fighting for if you're deemed worthy’ The same scar that is on mine.

Jin said, “I would be dead right now since I would have given up my life for the chief without any second thoughts in all those times that we were faced with terrifying danger. But no. If there was one thing that the chief taught me, it was that self-sacrifice is only justifiable if you have no loved ones. For what would happen if you are dead? You would just be giving heartaches to those you left and even harder for the position that you will leave behind. So it is better to live doing what you ought to do than lying in the cold soil, helpless and unable to do anything.” They were silent for a few moments. Jin couldn’t believe that he was actually saying such things. He wasn’t this talkativ

he says. I sit up right and stand dusting invisible lint off my jacket, great here comes the fun part. I motion Marco forward, “Surely you taught your son that nothing comes free in life”. Marco clears his throat and looks towards his children, his expression grim and tone deep when he says, “In return of Roman’s gracious decision we will need to pay it back” his voice fills with deep remorse when he turns towards Elena and says, “You will be marrying Roman Russo”.

The glow faded, leaving just one lock remaining. Sacrifice. I looked at Beatrice, and my heart started pounding. "The third key. Sacrifice. What does that mean? What do I have to give up?" Beatrice's expression was somber. "That's not something I can tell you, Jessie. The sacrifice has to be yours to choose, yours to understand. But I will tell you this: a sacrifice isn't always about death. Sometimes it's about letting go. Sometimes it's about choosing what matters most, even when the cost is unbearable."

Only then did I finally understand— Love isn’t sacrifice. It isn’t “the greater good.” It isn’t choosing everyone else over her. Love is choosing her first. And by the time I learned that truth— She was already gone.

He was surprised by how much he was enjoying sparring with her verbally, and he wondered if she could refute that argument. Ella's blue-gray eyes glinted with light. "Not at all. How one views sacrifice determines whether or not it makes one tragic. A person can view the ability to sacrifice as a strength, a value that is worthy of praise and admiration. To me, a good hero takes pride in his or her ability to make noble sacrifices and not pity themselves for it." He actually smiled. She'd outfoxed him on that point. "You are certainly right. I hadn't considered that."

And a lover who is eating street foods. “Love is the most sacred feeling in this world. Sacrificing stuff for love is kind of difficult for the person. For me, I can sacrifice anything for love except for the things that will destroy me. But I will sacrifice it to the person who deserves my love. There is no assurance that I can sacrifice everything in the name of love because I need to save some for myself. It’s not hard to sacrifice for someone you love but is so hard to find someone who's Worth your sacrifice for me Love is a beautiful thing and with all great things in life come some level of sacrifice after all we have to be willing to give up if we want to receive and for me. A sacrifi