Quotes About Legacy

Baseball is a game dominated by vital ghosts; it's a fraternity, like no other we have of the active and the no longer so, the living and the dead.

A doutrina homeopática viajou para a América onde, mais tarde, foi dissecada pelo doutor Oliver Wendell Holmes como "uma mistura confusa de engenhosidade perversa, falsa erudição, credulidade imbecil e hábil deturpação". Mesmo assim, seu criador morreu milionário, em Paris.

And although he was in no way the first to use patronage and election funds for partisan purposes—a cherished and well-embedded Canadian tradition (which still thrives)—Macdonald gave the practice credibility and durability by his masterful exercise of it. That's a shoddy legacy for the father of a country to leave behind.

The tragedy is to die without knowing who you were, to keep the act going till the end.

Don't worry what people think now. Don't ever work for popularity. Above all, don't care what the newspapers say. What is important is that your decisions should be clear and stand up to history." Princess Victoria of Hesse and by Rhine

So with Dr. Johnson and John Stuart Mill, and Spencer, and William Shakespeare, and Chaucer, and Milton, and John Bunyan, and others of that royal company of bards, thanks to my father and Mr. Gruffydd, I was acquainted, more than plenty of other boys, and thus had a lasting benefit in school.

This watch my father gave me when I entered the Ministry. I would like to give you more. Take it, Huw. It has marked time that I loved." Warm from his pocket in my hand, the smoothness of gold and glass. "No need for us to shake hands," he said, and his voice riding winds and seas, and his back black in front of me. "We will live in the minds of each other, Huw, my little one. Good-bye, with love.

I liked to put my hands on work that had been blessed by good minds and the passing of time.

We have such a brief opportunity to pass on to our children our love for this Earth, and to tell our stories. These are the moments when the world is made whole. In my children's memories, the adventures we've had together in nature will always exist.

Now when I die, I shall only be dead.

he'd thought the past was dead. How long did it take for a past to die? She

As I pen these words to leave a lasting record, I wonder myself where it all began.

The trenches are all filled in, but the boys are still dying.' Then I could read her thoughts and I knew what this day meant. Mrs. Abernathy's son could have been my dad.

Nobody a writer ever loved is dead.

T]he name that matters is the name you make for yourself in a life of struggle and success!

Humans carry around legacy behaviors and biases, jerry-rigged holdovers from earlier stages of evolution that follow their own obsolete rules. What seem like erratic, irrational choices are, in fact, strategies created long ago for solving other kinds of problems. We're all trapped in the bodies of sly, social-climbing opportunists shaped to survive the savanna by policing each other.

If you want a person to help you, convince them that they've already helped you beyond saying. People will work hard to protect their legacy.

To solve the future, we must save the past. My simple rule of thumb, then, is this: when you cut down a tree, what you make from it should be at least as miraculous as what you cut down.

Life has a way of talking to the future. It's called memory.

Maybe the key to acclaim is simply to live long enough. But then, maybe acclaim is the foyer to death.

The trees have vanished and the town forgets. But not the land.

The psyche's job is to keep us blissfully ignorant of who we are, what we think, and how we'll behave in any situation. We're all operating in a dense fog of mutual reinforcement. Our thoughts are shaped primarily by legacy hardware that evolved to assume that everyone else must be right . But even when the fog is pointed out, we're no better at navigating through it .

What we care for, we will grow to resemble. And what we resemble will hold us, when we are us no longer...

And yet, places remember what people forget.