Quotes About Legacy

The past is what you take with you.

The last place he intended to end up in was the place he had started from, the place where his entire family lay restlessly in the earth.

There's too much history in York, the past is so crowded that sometimes it feels as if there's no room for the living.

That man scorches with his brightness, who overpowers inferior capacities, yet he shall be revered when dead.

Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a divine poet (to chronicle their deeds).

A man has to BE something; he has to matter.

When a day passes, it is no longer there. What remains of it? Nothing more than a story. If stories weren't told or books weren't written, man would live like the beasts, only for the day.

The last day will prove that some of the holiest men that ever lived are hardly known.

In its amplest meaning History includes every trace and vestige of everything that man has done or thought since first he appeared on the earth.

It's very important for men to look downward, to the next generation

It is not without reason that fame is awarded only after death. The cloud-dust of notoriety which follows and envelops the men who drive with the wind bewilders contemporary judgment.

The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.

One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.

You know the Greeks didn't write obituaries. They only asked one question after a man died: "Did he have passion?"

I will insist that the Hebrews have done more to civilize man than any other nation.

Yet my great-grandfather was but a water-man, looking one way and rowing another: and I got most of my estate by the same occupation.

The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.

Men will not always die quietly.

When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influences and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror.

Death alone discloses how insignificant are the puny bodies of men.

Man is remembered by his deeds.

Death opens the gate of fame, and shuts the gate of envy after it; it unlooses the chain of the captive, and puts the bondsman's task into another man's hand.

The fame of the rich man dies with him; the fame of the treasure, and not of the man who possessed it, remains.

A man whose life has been dishonourable is not entitled to escape disgrace in death.