Quotes About Legacy

We each have our lives... What matters is not how long those lives last, but what we do with them.

Spend your death on living.

I had many teachers that were great, positive role models and taught me to be a good person and stand up and be a good man. A lot of the principals they taught me still affect how I act sometimes and it's 30 years later.

Before you are old attend as many funerals as you can bear and listen. Nobody talks about the departed's achievements. The only thing people will remember is what kind of person you were while you were achieving.

Aim to die broke. Give to your beneficiaries before you die; it's more fun and useful to them. Spend it all. Your last check should go to the funeral home and it should bounce.

Great Books of the Western World.

How many geniuses at the level of Bach and Van Gogh died before the needed technologies were available for their talents to take root?

The influence your family has on you as you grow up can reach across time and distance to touch you in profound, and sometimes disturbing, ways years after you think you've "grown beyond all that.

The Nigel Benn that beat Doug De Witt would have beaten any middleweight in the world,' says Manny Steward. 'And I mean any middleweight, then, now or any time.

They used to dream of steamer trunks and hounds with heirloom markings and lives that were both ever-changing and constant. Lives like forge fires.

Raising a mere $15,800 in cash, the Big Four, as history would know them, formed an enterprise that over the next decades would earn them $200 million in profits.

John Knox's dying words were, 'Lord, grant true pastors to Thy kirk.' Such was the last prayer of a great man without whom there would have been no America, no Puritans, no Pilgrims, no Scottish covenanters, no Presbyterians, no Patrick Henry, no Samuel Adams, no George Washington. Could it have been so simple? John Knox's agenda was far from political. All he wanted were more pastors and elders. This is our agenda. Lord grant true pastors to Thy church!

Who would judge you?" she asked. "Who do you know who's done a good job? Name one parent that you think made it through without fucking their kid up in some specific way.

I don't know what I'm saying, really, but I guess it's like having a kid, though I don't have any kids. It's yours, you made it, and no matter what happens, you have that pride of ownership. You love it, even it it didn't amount to much.

Who would judge you? Who do you know who's done a good job? Name one parent that you think made it through without fucking their kid up in some specific way.

Death brings with it a duty and devotion that cannot be explained to those who don't know it. Why, after all, would you keep his crummy plaid shirts and give his good suits away? Why do material things matter at once less and more? Why, in the void, does ritual, both inherited and invented, rush in?

The day will come when you'll be dead longer than alive--thankfully not soon.

Write code as if you had to support it for the rest of your life.

If the grandfather of the grandfather of Jesus had known what was hidden within him, he would have stood humble and awe-struck before his soul.

poverty which had celebrated a hundred thousand silver and golden jubilees.

Voh waqt bhee deykha taareekh kee gharion nay Lamhon nay khataa kee thee Sadiyon nay sazaa paayee (The ages of history have recorded times when for an error made in a few seconds centuries had to pay the price.)

One day Aunt Bimbo asked Uncle Reloo: 'When I die, will you make a Taj Mahal for me?' He replied: 'You die first, we'll talk about a Taj Mahal for you afterwards.

To read all these stories and more, you will have to wait till I am dead and a suicidal publisher decides to print them.

We must live. Or what have we suffered for? Will these years have been for nothing?