Quotes about Sacrifice
Humility must always be the portion of any man who receives acclaim earned in blood of his followers and sacrifices of his friends.
— Dwight D. Eisenhower
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.
— Dwight D. Eisenhower
You can be at all fronts, wherever there is grief, in the power of the cross. Your compassionate love takes you everywhere, this love from the divine heart. Its precious blood is poured everywhere, soothing, healing, saving.
— Edith Stein
Isn't it natural that I should belittle all the things I can't offer you?
— Edith Wharton
Why must a girl pay so dearly for her least escape, Lily muses as she contemplates the prospect of being bored all afternoon by Percy Grice, dull but undeniably rich, on the bare chance that he might ultimately do her the honor of boring her for life?
— Edith Wharton
Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long as it kept the dignity of duty: lapsing from that, it became a mere battle of ugly appetites.
— Edith Wharton
It had evidently not occurred to her as yet that those who consent to share the bread of adversity may want the whole cake of prosperity for themselves.
— Edith Wharton
He had begun too late to subject himself to the persistent mortification of spirit and flesh which is a condition of the average business life...
— Edith Wharton
Why do you do this to me? she cried. Why do you make the things I have chosen seem hateful to me, if you have nothing to give me instead? No, I have nothing to give you instead, he said, sitting up and turning so that he faced her. If I had, it should be yours, you know.
— Edith Wharton
At a stroke she had pricked the van der Luydens and they collapsed. He laughed, and sacrificed them.
— Edith Wharton
Ah, don't let us undo what you've done!' she cried. 'I can't go back now to that other way of thinking. I can't love you unless I give you up.
— Edith Wharton
Your representative owes you, not his industry only, but judgment; and he betrays, instead of serving you, if he sacrifices it to your opinion.
— Edmund Burke