Quotes About Legacy

No se exagera mucho si se dice que, al final de la línea, la historia de México no la han escrito los triunfadores.

Power belongs to the smallest and to the dead.

if Rand was equal to Old

Every man is his own ancestor, and every man his own heir. He devises his own future, and he inherits his own past.

In England we have come to rely upon a comfortable time-lag of fifty years or a century intervening between the perception that something ought to be done and a serious attempt to do it.

Leaders should lead as far as they can and then vanish. Their ashes should not choke the fire they have lit.

I want to go ahead of Father Time with a scythe of my own.

When the history of civilization is written, it will be a biological history and Margaret Sanger will be its heroine.

The crisis of yesterday is the joke of tomorrow.

Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.

Live so that when your children think of fairness and integrity, they think of you.

Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.

This is still the legacy of Euclidean geometry, where space has three dimensions, a plane has two, a line has one, and a point has zero.

It is fitting that history attached Morse's name to his code, more than to his device.

I'll tell you something: I'll always be broke. It's a tradition in the family. My grandfather was a bankrupt. My father was a pauper. My uncle was a miser: he went crazy because he couldn't find any money to mise over.

It was all that was left of a man's dream.

The two of us stood gazing at the gleaming rows without any idea that it was nearly all useless and that the days of the old medicines were nearly over. Soon they would be hustled into oblivion by the headlong rush of the new discoveries and they would never return.

I thought I heard you—one of you—saying it was a pity—umph—a pity I never had—any children … eh? … But I have, you know … I have …" The others smiled without answering, and after a pause Chips began a faint and palpitating chuckle. "Yes—umph—I have," he added, with quavering merriment. "Thousands of 'em … thousands of 'em… and all boys.

I thought I heard you—one of you—saying it was a pity —umph—a pity I never had—any children... eh?... But I have, you know... I have... The others smiled without answering, and after a pause Chips began a faint and palpitating chuckle. Yes—umph—I have, he added, with quavering merriment. Thousands of 'em... thousands of 'em... and all boys.

One of them was my father. He did not train aristocrats to govern the Empire or plutocrats to run their fathers' businesses, but he employed his wise and sweetening influence just as valuably among the thousands of elementary schoolboys who knew and know him still in a London suburb.

And years later, when Colley was an alderman of the City of London and a baronet and various other things, he sent his son (also red-haired) to Brookfield, and Chips would say: Colley, your father was the first boy I ever punished when I came here twenty-five years ago.

Goodbye, Mr. Chips!' was first submitted by James Hilton to the British Weekly in 1933, but it came to prominence when it was printed as the leading article of The Atlantic in April 1934.

Can't bring back time. Our days are numbered. The legacy we leave is not just in our possessions, but in the quality of our lives.

If you have not chosen to stand for something bigger than yourself, you will have lived out your life being smaller than yourself.