Quotes About Legacy

Be not content with stories of those who went before you. Go forth and create your own story.

There are only two important moments in a man's life; first when he was born & second when he proves why he was born!

Remember this: the way you treat your mother,thats the way your children later in life would treat you.

Remember when you leave this Earth, you can take with you nothing that you have received. Only what you have given.

Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you're alive, it isn't.

When you awaken in morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circle flight, I am soft stars that shine at night, Don't stand beside my grave and cry, I am not there. I did not die.

NEVER forget where you came from it might save you from where you could end up.

Spirit is what makes us unique, what gives us strength, and it is what lives on after our bodies are no more.

I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Maybe things aren't meant to be forever. We live.. Then we die. And what we do in the middle, makes us who we are.

Once she is dead, we would feel qualms about being other; we now admire only what she was, what we already were, but mixed in with something else, and what henceforth we shall be alone. It is in this sense (and not in that very vague, very false sense in which it is generally understood) that we can say that death is not without its use, that the dead person continues to exercise an influence on us.

Allt detta gjorde kyrkan i mina ögon till någonting helt annorlunda än staden i övrigt: en byggnad som, om man kan uttrycka sig så, var rest i fyra dimensioner - av vilka den fjärde var tiden - genom seklerna sträckande sitt skepp, som från travé till travé, från sidokapell till sidokapell tycktes erövra och överskrida icke endast några meter, utan den ena epoken efter den andra.

The most gifted people that I had known had died young.

whether one day "Guermantes" itself may survive as anything other than a place-name, except to archaeologists who stop briefly in Combray,

The person that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man whom I have been since my birth than the latter to remember what I was before it.

It's no more obsolete than the Iliad. I may

all this made of the church for me something entirely different from the rest of the town: an edifice occupying, so to speak, a four-dimensional space—the name of the fourth being Time—extending through the centuries its ancient nave, which, bay after bay, chapel after chapel, seemed to stretch across and conquer not merely a few yards of soil, but each successive epoch from which it emerged triumphant,

Swann's illness was the same that had killed his mother, who had been attacked by it at precisely the age which he had now reached. Our existences are in truth, owing to heredity, as full of cabalistic ciphers, of horoscopic castings as if there really were sorcerers in the world. And just as there is a certain duration of life for humanity in general, so there is one for families in particular, that is to say, in any one family, for the members of it who resemble one another.

for as the dead exist only in us, it is ourselves that we strike without ceasing when we persist in recalling the blows that we have dealt them.

I told Morel, thinking to interest him, that M. de Norpois was a friend of my father. But not a movement of his features shewed that he had heard me, so little did he think of my parents, so far short did they fall in his estimation of what my great-uncle had been, who had employed Morel's father as his valet, and, as a matter of fact, being, unlike the rest of the family, fond of not giving trouble, had left a golden memory among his servants

The Papacy, we are told, reckons by centuries, and indeed may perhaps not bother to reckon time at all, since its goal is in eternity.

Doubtless my books, like my fleshly being, would, some day, die. But one must resign oneself to death. One accepts the thought that one will die in ten years and one's books in a hundred. Eternal duration is no more promised to works than to men.

Victor Hugo, ?öyle der: Çimenler uzamal?, çocuklar ölmeli mutlaka. Ben diyorum ki, sanat?n ac?mas?z yasas? uyar?nca, insanlar?n, kendimizin, ?st?rab?n her türünü tatt?ktan sonra ölmesi gerekir ki, unutu?un de?il, ebedî hayat?n çimleri, verimli eserlerin gür otlar? uzas?n, gelecek nesiller ne?e içinde, alt?nda uyuyanlara ald?rmadan gelip "k?rda yemek"lerini yiyebilsinler.

Bir insan öldükten sonra, e?er sanatç?ysa ve eserine kendinden bir ?eyler katm??sa, o insan?n bir parças?n?n ya?amaya devam edebilece?i söylenir bazen. Belki ayn? ?ekilde, bir insandan al?n?p ba?ka bir insan?n kalbine a??lanan sürgün de, al?nd??? insan yok olduktan sonra bile ya?amaya devam eder.