Quotes About Legacy

What does it matter who is ruler of a realm that no longer exists?

All wars are fought twice, the first time on the battlefield, the second time in memory.

If history only remembers one in a thousand of us, then that future will be filled with stories of who we were and what we did.

The men history declares heroes are merely heroes because they failed to survive their benevolent acts.

He is not a great man. None of us are great men. We are just caught in the wave of history.

What is left of us? … No countries, no cultures, no wars but still no peace. What's at our core, then? What's still squirming in our bones when everything else is stripped?

It was a tragic end to a heroic life.

Didn't young people care what the generation before them had achieved? And if not, why had everyone gone through those grim difficult wartime years?

In the end, it all comes down to the Blood...

I sense that you are nearby, son and daughter of the Almari bloodline. I will soon come for you both.

P40- this violence, as a process, is perpetuated from generation to generation of oppressors, who become its heirs and are shaped by it.

The real heroes are those ones who are forgotten, forsaken and remain the nameless ones, in the history of time.

He did what heroes do after their work is accomplished

In peace sons bury their fathers in war fathers bury their sons.

What millions died - that Caesar might be great!

The accounting of the sacrifice is, more than anything else, the attitude toward war memorials in our time.

In Britain and Europe, no event is less forgotten than World War I, or 'The Great War, ' as it was called until 1939.

Our countries have been friends dating to the very existence of the United States. France is the only power that has never been at war with the United States.

Alexander the Great, who said on his wedding night, It's only a nickname. Never got a dinner!

In my 50s I'll be dancing at my children's weddings.

My vision that I'm living is to see two more daughters get married, dance at their weddings and then lift the Lombardi Trophy several times.

I wish to be put away in a western dress I designed, with my daughter's little gold cross necklace and my son's small white testament in my hands, and my wedding band on.

In 1966, I bought my parents a carriage clock for their silver wedding anniversary. It was last wound 30 years later, in December 1996, the month my father died.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children