Quotes About Legacy

Nature might stand up      And say to all the world, 'This was a man!

If a man do not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live no longer in monument than the bell rings and the widow weeps

My oblivion is a very Antony and I am all forgotten.

When Mr Bird had written his will and had read it over he became aware that he was laughing. He heard the sound for some time, a minute or a minute and a quarter, and then he recognized its source and wondered why he was laughing like that, such a quiet, slurping sound, like the lapping of water.

You're indestructible, Preacher. I fully expect that forty or fifty years from now, you'll still be

Well, some folks figger as how I'm long dead, even whilst they're talkin' to my face.

I'm sure some great champions had slid out of that pipe, and no doubt more than one world record had been broken, but if someone had been there when I came out, I know the record I set would stand today in all its glory.

I remembered something my grandfather had told me. He said, "Never underestimate the cunning of an old river coon. When the nights are dark and the ground is frozen and slick, they can pull some mean tricks on a hound. Sometimes the tricks can be fatal.

By the age of twenty the distinctly Branwellian qualities would be developed from which he would never again shake himself free.

This is the end For all our skill we have not conquered death Our spirit leaves our bodies within our final breath. We lay our instrument of flesh aside When hurt beyond all mortal hope to end This is the end

An accomplished pastor once explained to Eugene how he was trying to "reproduce himself in the younger generation." Eugene's response: "Isn't one of you enough? Why don't you nurture what is uniquely them?

Of all the small nations of this earth, perhaps only the ancient Greeks surpass the Scots in their contribution to mankind.

Do not let spacious plans for a new world divert your energies from saving what is left of the old.

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'This was their finest hour.

What is the use of living, if it be not to strive for noble causes and to make this muddled world a better place for those who will live in it after we are gone?

Projects undreamed of by past generations will absorb our immediate descendants, comforts, activities, amenities, pleasures will crowd upon them, but their hearts will ache and their lives will be barren, if they have not a vision above material things.

People who brag of their ancestors are like root vegetables. All their importance is underground.

It isn't where you're born in this world, it's what you do.

Of course he'll bring no money. Nor never will. He's not the type to--accumulate. But it's a good name to have. And he's becoming a personality in the county. One never knows quite why this happens, eh? Not so much what a man does. More a matter of character.

Give me some surety if you want to continue. It is not late yet." Ross offered his gold watch, which had belonged to his father and which he seldom wore.

Joshua Poldark died in March 1783. In February of that year, feeling that his tenure was becoming short, he sent for his brother from Trenwith.

When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened

Winston S. Churchill

Meeting Franklin Roosevelt was like opening your first bottle of champagne; knowing him was like drinking it.