Quotes About Legacy

This was a man who didn't see it coming . . . he WAS it coming, and without him, white America, you would not look or act or think the way you do.

We honor our parents by carrying their best forward and laying the rest down. By

What we need is a somber, thoughtful, thorough, hype-free, even lugubrious book that honors the dead and resuscitates the spiritual ancestors of today's mediated frenzy.

Death defeats us in the end. But our children are our revenge against it.

In fact, Jane kind of hoped that the twentieth-century heiress had really enjoyed herself as she thoughtlessly squandered the planet's resources and lived like a fattened barnyard animal.

Jane hoped that it had all turned out okay for the woman in the end, and that she'd been nice and dead and buried before she realized what her way of life had done to her planet.

But to measure myself against life and death, as if I could go on forever.… There's no dignity in that. What are we to life? We're only sparks.

But old people usually seemed pretty embarrassed to bring up such matters right in front of young people. Probably because of the inherent implication that the world's old people were ecological criminals.

BRUCE STERLING Homo sapiens declared extinct , Nature, November 11, 1999: Since I've been asked to offer an epitaph," the highly distributed poetware continued, "I believe that we should rearrange the Great Wall of China to spell out (in Chinese of course, since most of them were always Chinese) -- 'THEY WERE VERY, VERY CURIOUS, BUT NOT AT ALL FAR-SIGHTED.

I saw him save the day dozens of times with nothing but his wits, body and will. But I saw something else as the years passed. He was getting older, slower. Soon he would have to retire or, more likely, someone would finally manage to kill him. The thought of a world without Batman was unacceptable.

Do you ever think about all the knowledge we pour into our brains and how soon they will turn into mush in the grave? I think about it.

Triple H claimed that the nickname "The Game" was to be given to Owen, and that he took it as a tribute to him after his death.

Of the 1,800 people living in Austin's colony in 1825, one in four was enslaved.7

Everyone has the seventh-grade story where, you know, they make the field trip and then all the white kids start treating them differently," says Ruben Cordova, a San Antonio art historian. "Davy Crockett's [death], it's sort of like a Chicano version of the Jewish Christ killers. If you're looking at the Alamo as a kind of state religion, this is the original sin. We killed Davy Crockett.

Out of all the wishes on the Parental Wish List, "good memories" are one of the few that clearly depend upon how you raise your child. Don't forget it.

Whatever is done for man will pass, yet all that is done for God will last.

I want to be able to experience everything. I want to experience being a husband, experience being a father, experience, maybe, hopefully, someday being a grandfather, and all those things. I want that experience. When I die, I want to be exhausted.

Our DNA does not fade like an ancient parchment; it does not rust in the ground like the sword of a warrior long dead. It is not eroded by wind or rain, nor reduced to ruin by fire and earthquake. It is the traveller from an ancient land who lives within us all.

We are all a complete mixture;yet at the same time,we are all related.Each gene can trace its own journey to a different common ancestor.This is a quite extraordinary legacy that we all have inherited from the people who lived before us.Our genes did not just appear when we were born.They have been carried to us by millions of individual lives over thousands of generations.

DNA is the messenger which illuminates that connection,handed down from generation to generation,carried,literally,in the bodies of my ancestors.

I have in my hand the end of the thread which connects me to my ancestral mother way at the back. I pull on the thread and one woman's face in every generation feeling the tug, looks up at me.

Do you want to know what you are? You are a creator. At every moment you are creating. The real question is, what are you creating?

My dad's not here, but he's watching in heaven.

The spark once transmitted may smoulder for generations under ashes, but the appointed time will come, and it will flare up to warm the world. God never allows waste. And we fools rub our eyes and wonder, when we see genius come out of the gutter. It didn't begin there. We tell ourselves that Shakespeare was the son of a woolpedlar, and Napoleon of a farmer, and Luther of a peasant, and we hold up our hands at the marvel. But who knows what kings and prophets they had in their ancestry!