Quotes About Legacy

No one ever gets out of this life alive.

Who do you think you are?' Asiron asked, with a dry humourless laugh. 'I'll tell you who I am,' answered Parmenion, the words of Tamis echoing in his mind. 'I am Parmenion, the Death of Nations.

It will not go out,' said Keeva, putting her hand on Ustarte's shoulder. 'He is a hero. My uncle told me that heroes have special souls that are blessed by the Source. He was a wise man, my uncle.

Their faces were set, determined; there was no give in them. For countless centuries men like these had held the Drenai Empire together.

Aye, you ancients always say things were better in the old days, replied the man. I don't think it's true, though. I reckon young warriors look at you and are reminded of their grandfathers. Then they can't possibly fight you. Maybe so, agreed the axman. At my age I'll take any advantage I can get.

Siamo tutti foglie, amico mio. La nostra vita paragonata a quella delle montagne e a quella del mare è niente, qualche battito del cuore e via. Niente di ciò che noi costruiamo dura in eterno.

Man alone, it seems, lives all his life in the knowledge of death. And yet there is more to life than merely waiting for death. For life to have meaning, there must be a purpose. A man must pass something on—otherwise he is useless. "For most men that purpose revolves around marriage and children

Man alone, it seems, lives all his life in the knowledge of death. And yet there is more to life than merely waiting for death. For life to have meaning, there must be a purpose. A man must pass something on – otherwise he is useless.

It's said that the only immortality a man can achieve is through his children. I understand that now.)

Well, that sort of settles that. The younger generation has come of age. All that's left for us old broads is to find a nice warm grave and get someone to throw some dirt over us.

What have you done today with your inheritance of time?

The medieval scholar, Bernard of Chartres, once complained that his contemporaries were dwarfs standing on the shoulders of (classical) giants. The babbling media bobbleheads of this age are nothing less than mites clinging to the noses of cross-eyed dwarfs.

New York City today still preserves qualities which existed in seventeenth-century New Amsterdam—and Old Amsterdam

Mumbett also had another family of her own. Her great-grandson was W. E. B. Du Bois. In his writings, he remembered her with pride, as an inspiration for his stellar career in American and world history.

We live in a country which is spavined with ancestor- worship. This country will never, can never prosper until it escapes from its past.

From the moment of its founding Americans began freeing their slaves—some 500,000 by the early 1800s—and in 1808 outlawed the slave trade entirely.

The answer is that we don't finish our work when we die. It lives on after us. What we have done on earth, if it amounts to anything, continues after we die physically. How could there be rewards and judgments when our earthly life is over? Our influence upon friends, family, the people we knew during our lifetimes, does not cease when our obituaries appear in the local paper.

I don't want to have to tell them that my life lost all its meaning when they died. They loved me, and they wouldn't want that.

Mother Teresa, and she once told me that "death is part of the achievement of life.

Ultimately, meaning comes through finding a way to sustain your love for the person after their death while you're moving forward with your life.

After all my years working with the dying and the grieving, I have found that in this lifetime, the ultimate meaning we find is in everyone we have loved.

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Death leaves trails of mutes.

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There's not getting over that.