sacrifice

Cry no tears for us, my friend._ I pry at her fingers, panicking to be released in fear that she may drag me into death with her. She croaks again, __end no aches to the dreams of yesterday._ From the corpse of Warren, his greyish gums smack from whatever goo has settled in his mouth, __llow the tide sweep free the bay._ Then together they sing in zombie choir, __nd home the ships sailing send.

Perfect crime,' he said softly. 'Yes?' 'Persuade an innocent, idealistic young girl that the future of the human race depends on her sacrificing her own life. She will come into hospital as trustingly as a lamb to the slaughter. She will welcome the implantation of a baby that will kill her. She'll lie there while her brain is destroyed for nine whole months, and no police will arrest you, no court will judge you, you'll get away scot free. At the end of nine months she'll be taken off life support and she'll be completely dead. And no one will be blamed.

These things sensibly affected Theseus, who, thinking it but just not to disregard, but rather partake of, the sufferings of his fellow citizens, offered himself for one without any lot. All else were struck with admiration for the nobleness and with love for the goodness of the act.

If they knew how much you kept inside to keep from hurting them, but hurting yourself instead, maybe they__ love you more.

Christine did not live, or love, as most people do. She lived boundlessly, as generous as she could be cruel, prepared to give her life at any moment for a worthy cause, but rarely sparing a thought for the many casualties that fell in her wake.

Sacrifice does not mean the rejection of the worthless, but of the precious

He turns to leave, stops, looks back at me. "Just so you know: What you did for Victor means a lot to us. You could have left him to die.""No, Richard, I couldn't."I see in his eyes that he understands. I didn't save Victor because I knew that his being alive was best for Denver. I gave him my blood because I didn't want to live in a world without him in it.

His own true hidden reality that he had desired to know grew palpable, recognizable. It seemed to him just this: a great, glad, abounding hope that he had saved his brother; too expansive to be contained by the limited form of a sole man, it yearned for a new embodiment infinite as the stars.What did it matter to that true reality that the man's brain shrank, shrank, till it was nothing; that the man's body could not retain the huge pain of his heart, and heaved it out through the red exit riven at the neck: that hurtling blackness blotted out forever the man's sight, hearing, sense?

I only wanted to suggest to you that self-sacrifice is a passion so overwhelming that beside it even lust and hunger are trifling.

I can't - is sacrificing your potential...

[Connor, prepared to sacrifice himself to save Sarah]God, I pray, give me the strength to live the next hour well.

That day had changed him. It had changed the entire village. Shaken by the death of a boy they had loved, each person had found ways to be more worthy of the sacrifice he had made. They had become kinder, more careful, more attentive to one another.

I was sick of the body count that existed around my family. It seemed statistically that eventually the body count would include my family.

The pain we feel in separation is the price we pay for love.

We all of us die, Miss Smallwood,' he interrupted. 'But we don't all of us make our lives count for something. How much better to die saving another soul than to stand safe on shore and do nothing while others perish?

Stained-glass windows glowed faintly in the moonlight streaming through, illuminating the sculpture of Christ on the cross that hung above the altar. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Then the sculpture seemed to move, and Christ__ body twisted on the cross to look directly at him. ...Jesus, the son of God and his saviour, seemed be smiling at him.

Her name is Emmilina. She is quite eccentric and was Thomas__ best friend.

A race that rejected the idea of personal sacrifice would surely be erased from time's records before long.