Quotes About Legacy

Orlando, my good friend, the explanation to it all is merely one simple word: Redwall.

Sister May was delighted at their announcement that the young one is to be named after her. However, she insists on the little female being called May and not Sissimay.

He repeated the precious word aloud to the moon: "Redwall!

Some people are haunted by their pasts, but not my family. I mean, how can you be haunted by something that never really dies?

There are two kinds of people left in the world, consumers and destroyers. We used to have creators, but they all ran away.

Granny used to describing giving your life as ultimate sacrifice, but I don't know about that. Dying is definitely the LAST sacrifice you can make, but sometimes, it's your first one that sets the tone for everything that follows.

Okay, is anyone else worried that some of the fruit didn't fall far enough away from the tree?

Well, I've always wanted to call my son Barr. Like a tavern? Like a soap ? My father's name is Barr. Oh. And I love it!

The next morning, they cremated my grandfather in the belly of our ship. I still have a scarp of the outfit he made for me. These days, I use it as a bookmark.

The only way the dead live on is through the people they leave behind.

Death is just a chapter break in a never-ending tale, Nico.

When you died, you were supposed to live on in the memories of others. That's what I'd always been told. Didn't matter what you believed, which religion you subscribed to, what god you worshipped. The simple fact was that none of us knew what lay beyond. Immortality and eternal life? The only sure shot at that was the memories of those you left behind - your friends and family...

What a crazy way to be buried, he thought as he hunted. Get your body burned up and then poured into a box that looked like a library book, like your relatives could check you out and take you home for a couple of weeks. Would there be an overdue penalty if they were late bringing back the dead?

I thought about Pic and Jesus, and I thought about how it never ends well for us writer types. Nobody gets out alive, of course, but is it too much to ask that just one of us goes in our sleep with the knowledge that what we did actually mattered

As you fulfill your own dreams, you make a difference in the world around you. When you become a master of life, you have the power to affect the lives of others inn unimaginable ways!

We are frightfully concerned with our own deaths, sometimes so much so that we forget the real purpose of our lives

My philosophy is that I only come around once, as far as I know, before going into the darkness. If you don't do it well, it isn't worth doing, is it?

To be truly happy and fulfilled, you must be working toward accomplishing something that is bigger than yourself, and that makes a difference in the life or work of others.

At the end of the day, we are all guests in this world; we will move on eventually. However, while you are here, you can leave your mark by setting goals and putting your heart, soul and body into them, and letting the outcome be the by-product of your focus. Let your concentration be on your craft and watch the magic unfold.

Madam it's not how long we live, but what we have created during that life. What have we left to the world? Is it a little more beautiful, a little more thoughtful, and a little kinder because of us? It is what will stay on regardless of whether you die at 27 or 80.

Storytellers are the keepers - we are the time keepers, the continuity keepers. We are the people who tell us who we are, where we've come from, and maybe even where we're going.

You need to remember the best legacy you can give your kids is an example of a life well lived. They may listen to what you say, but they will do what you do. If you tell them to take care of yourself but you don't do it yourself, what kind of message are you sending?

indicated. The redoubtable Confederate General

Don't blame anyone for what has happened to your father. Things have changed drastically since the days of his own youth,but he has refused to see the changes...The fact is that parents get only reflected glory from their children nowadays,whereas your father has invested in all of you, just as his father invested in him so that he could help on the farm. Your father forgot that he himself left the family farm to come to this place.