Quotes About Legacy

An institution is the lengthened shadow of one man.

Alive, ridiculous, and dead forgot?

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.

I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great.

You are remembered for the rules you break.

I have never accepted what many people have kindly said, namely that I have inspired the nation. It was the nation and the race dwelling all around the globe that had the lion heart. I had the luck to be called upon to give the roar.

My mother always said that every time you do a good deed here on Earth, you're storing up a treasure in heaven. Which means Mother Teresa's probably got some beachfront property up there and I'm up to a box of Milk Duds and a Pez dispenser.

Were the offer made true, I would engage to run again, from beginning to end, the same career of life. All I would ask should be the privilege of an author, to correct, in a second edition, certain errors of the first.

It is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts.

I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.

A useless life is an early death.

Like father, like son.

Do not pluck the beard of a dead lion.

What is a diary as a rule? A document useful to the person who keeps it, dull to the contemporary who reads it and invaluable to the student, centuries afterwards, who treasures it!

Biography is one of the new terrors of death.

Our judgements about things vary according to the time left us to live -that we think is left us to live.

That which we remember of our conduct is ignored by our closest neighbour; but that which we have forgotten having said, or even what we never said, will cause laughter even into the next world.

Women and elephants never forget.

Those only deserve a monument who do not need one.

Monuments! what are they? the very pyramids have forgotten their builders, or to whom they were dedicated. Deeds, not stones, are the true monuments of the great.

Soldiers, forty centuries are looking down upon you from these pyramids.

Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud? Like a fast-flitting meteor, a fast-flying cloud, A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave, He passes from life to his rest in the grave.

The mother of all living.

Her children arise up and call her blessed.