

Sacrifice , with time, was refined so that we no longer sacrificed others, but we sacrificed ourselves instead to a God (i.e. our will, our freedom, and our strength) and then sacrificed our God to science.
Sacrifice is, by its very nature, arrogant and impersonal, and the passing of the emotional wave that makes it possible might leave the one who made it high and dry forever on an island of despair.

Sacrifice is no purchase of freedom. It is like a great elective office, carrying with it not a guarantee but a responsibility, not a security but an infinite risk whose very momentum might drag one down to ruin.


Sacrifice always seems to give the feeling of crime (and not just in the sacrifice of Jesus).
Sacrifice is, for women, such that man should fear woman when she loves, for a woman in love makes any sacrifice, and everything else seems without value to her.

Sacrifice is a practice which we've turned inward. We're still incredibly religious, but instead of 'sacrificing' others, we 'sacrifice' ourselves, and then we 'sacrificed our God', and we are left with 'the nothing' of science.

Sacrifice does not bring value to our actions, for a sacrifice is ultimately a sacrifice to our longing for the attainment or conservation of our sense of power.
I would take a bullet for my wife, unless it was fired out of a gun.
You are such a good friend that if we were on a sinking ship together and there was only one life jacket ..I'd miss you heaps and think of you often