Quotes About Legacy

Tell me a hero who was happy. -There isn't.

Ma dernière pensée est pour Achille.

Aprendí a dormir de día con el fin de no estar cansado a su regreso, pues Aquiles siempre necesitaba hablar y contarme hasta el último detalle de los semblantes, las heridas y los movimientos de los hombres. Y yo deseaba ser capaz de escuchar para asimilar las sangrientas imágenes y pintarlas luego vulgares y corrientes en el vaso de la posteridad, y para liberarle de ellas y conseguir que volviera a ser Aquiles.

His eyes opened. 'Name one hero who was happy

We cannot say who will survive the holocaust of memory. Who knows?' He smiles. 'Perhaps one day even I will be famous. Perhaps more famous than you.

Sons were not punished.

What about me?" I asked. Chiron's dark eyes moved to rest on mine. "You will never gain fame from your fighting. Is this surprising to you?

Él mismo se encarga de recoger mis cenizas, incluso aunque eso sea tarea de mujeres. Las guarda en una urna dorada, la mejor de todo el campamento, y se vuelve a los griegos que le observan. —Os encomiendo una misión para después de mi muerte: mezclar nuestras cenizas y enterrarnos juntos.

He is half of my soul, as the poets say. He will be dead soon, and his honor is all that will remain.

Good." Carelessly, as if to herself, she added, "You will be dead soon enough." She turned and dove into the sea, leaving no ripples behind her.

Héctor debía vivir, porque su vida, pensé mientras retrocedía a gatas sobre la hierba, era el hito final antes de que corriera la sangre del mismísimo Aquiles.

La fama sigue cursos extraños: la de unos aumenta al morir y la de otros se desvanece. —El itacense abre las manazas—. Es imposible decir quién va a sobrevivir al holocausto de la memoria.

Daedalus did not long outlive his son. His limbs turned grey, and all his strength was transmuted into smoke. I had no right to claim him, I knew it. But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation he was to me.

And I wanted to be able to listen, to digest bloody images, to paint them flat and unremarkable onto the vase of posterity. To release him from it and make him Achilles again

True. But fame is a strange thing. Some men gain glory after they die, while others fade. What is admired in one generation is abhorred in another." He spread his broad hands. "We cannot say who will survive the holocaust of memory.

I have done it," she says. At first, I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. ACHILLES, it reads. And beside it, PATROCLUS. "Go," she says. "He waits for you.

Name one hero who was happy you can't, I can't, I know. They never let you be famous AND happy. Ill tell you a secret Tell me Im going to be the first.. Swear it why me because your the reason.. swear it I swear it

James Madison was 25 when he signed the Declaration of Independence.

I want to be like Gandhi and Martin Luther King and John Lennon but i want to STAY ALIVE.

It was true what they had been saying: if people remember you, then you're not dead. It was very comforting.

The past is never really gone. It's always with us, shaping who we are.

Barrack told him that if he continued on this path he would create problems for a post–White House life, in which he was going to face existing investigations without the institution of the presidency behind him. Barrack asked him to think about his business, about everything he had built over the decades and the support he still needed.

Trump was neither Jewish nor Swedish; Fred Trump, a first-generation American born to German parents, had developed the habit of telling people the family was Swedish because they had so many Jewish tenants and, after World War II, he did not want to repel them. Donald perpetuated the fiction for many years.

My relatives all say Jane wanted to change the world Then they add None of us can