Quotes About Legacy

Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can't remember who we are or why we're here.

In the end, the only monument that matters may be the work of love we carve into the lives around us.

I heard mauma say, I don't spec to get free. The only way I'm getting free is for you to get free.

stories must be told, if they are not told, they die. then we forget who we are and why we are here

Place a beehive on my grave and let the honey soak through. When I'm dead and gone, that's what I want from you. The streets of heaven are gold and sunny, but I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey. Place a beehive on my grave and let the honey soak through.

A half million scrolls and codices were within these walls, and all but a handful were by men. They had written the known world.

Handful was my basket name.

and a true brass thimble. Mauma said the thimble would be mine one day. When she wasn't using it, I wore it on my fingertip like a jewel.

Bury your writings, so one day they can be found again.

Your goodness will not be forgotten," I told him. "Not a single act of your love will be squandered. You've brought God's kingdom as you hoped—you've planted it in our hearts.

Remembering Enheduanna, who signed her name to her writing, I reopened the books and signed mine: Ana. Not Ana, daughter of Matthias, or Ana, wife of Jesus. Just Ana.

I don't doubt you should give yourself to motherhood. I only question what it is you're meant to mother.

Taking the bowl in his hands, he turned it as he read aloud, "Lord our God, hear my prayer, the prayer of my heart." Looking up, he held my gaze a moment before continuing. "Bless the largeness inside me, no matter how I fear it. Bless my reed pens and my inks. Bless the words I write. May they be beautiful in your sight. May they be visible to eyes not yet born. When I am dust, sing these words over my bones: she was a voice.

I am Ana. I was the wife of Jesus ben Joseph of Nazareth.

Your goodness will not be forgotten, I told him. Not a single act of your love will be squandered. You've brought God's kingdom as you hoped-you've planted it in our hearts.

In these last minutes, what did he most want to hear-that he'd been seen and heard in this world? That he'd accomplished what he'd set out to do? That he'd loved and been loved?

I'd always taken my hope from mauma and she was gone.

Rahul identifies the five builders who, along with the V.P. Naik government, ruined Bombay: the Makers, the Rahejas, the Dalamals, the Mittals, and the Tulsianis. Their names are immortalized on the office complexes they constructed at Nariman Point, which, in the original development plan, had been designated for educational and mixed-use residential housing.

For those of us raised by mothers and fathers who experienced such trauma firsthand, it is impossible not to continue this remembering. I

North Koreans took up the aesthetics of China. Culturally and visually, the nation seemed to have grown to resemble China. And this made me wonder: If North Koreans were to see Seoul today, would it look American to their eyes? Sixty-some years ago, the superpowers had artificially divided Korea, and this Chinese Korea was the legacy of that division.

But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being; nor can the dead ever be brought back to life.

My eldest brother sees the spirit of sickness and removes it before it takes shape, so his name does not get out of the house. My elder brother cures sickness when it is still extremely minute, so his name does not get out of the neighborhood. As for me, I puncture veins, prescribe potions, and massage skin, so from time to time my name gets out and is heard among the lords.

About Sun Tzu himself this is all that Ssu-ma Ch`ien has to tell us in this chapter. But he proceeds to give a biography of his descendant, Sun Pin, born about a hundred years after his famous ancestor's death, and also the outstanding military genius of his time.

the Completer and Wu Wang all used spears and battle-axes in order to succor their generation. The SSU-MA FA says: If one man slay another of set purpose, he himself