Quotes About Legacy

My point is that you know who your mom was, Avery. We both do. And she was wonderful.

This was what it meant to be a Hawthorne. This should probably be in a museum, but my brothers and I like to hit things with it instead.

Tobias Hawthorne left me the fortune—and all he'd left them was me.

It couldn't be a coincidence that billionaire Tobias Hawthorne had left his fortune to a stranger who knew his "dead" son.

Ik denk dat je mijn opa's laatste raadsel bent - een laatste puzzel om op te lossen.

Vanaf nu ben je volwassen.' Alisa leek behoorlijk tevreden met zichzelf. 'Nu kun je je eigen testament opstellen.

My grandfather built this chapel so Nan would have someplace to yell at God," Jameson informed me.

This family--we destroy everything we touch.

My grandfather told us that as you amass the kind of power and money he had-- things get broken.

Sometimes leadership is planting trees under whose shade you'll never sit. It may not happen fully till after I'm gone. But I know that the steps we're taking are the right steps.

Think of me,' she said because it seemed like something a girl in a fairy tale might say. Think of me. Remember me. Love me. Turn me into a story you tell again and again. The sister who was good as gold and became a queen.

And as Rhonda told the story, she thought: this is how the past gets passed down. This is how memories are made. Half-invented, embellished, given a touch of whimsy. Daniel would be a saint now that he was dead. A beautiful man who made his child wings.

Q: Bury deep, Pile on stones, Yet I will Dig up the bones. What am I? A: Memories — A FOLK RIDDLE

And, as Rhonda told the story, she thought: this is how the past gets passed down. This is how memories are made. Half-invented, embellished, given a touch of whimsy.

The mistake of Marc Antony's death haunts all suicides, with its reminder that we do not always know where we really are in our story.

I was here. TF.

Love is truly the great manifesto; the urge to be, to count for something, and, if death must come, to die valiantly, with acclamation—in short, to remain a memory.

The thing I realize is that it's not what you take, it's what you leave.

He writes Before I die I want to and draws a line. He writes it again. Then he writes it a dozen more times. "After we fill these up, we can keep going on the front of the building and down the other side. It's a good way to figure out just why we're here.

I was alive. I burned brightly. And then I died, but not really. Because someone like me cannot, will not, die like everyone else. I linger like the legends of the Blue Hole. I will always be here, in the offerings and people I left behind.

I will always be here, in the offerings and people I left behind.

The thing I realise is that it's not what you take, it's what you leave.

Just because they're dead, they don't have to be. And neither do we.

My first ancestor, Abjar son of Abjar, mounted on his horse outside the city walls, had stared back at the tongues and shouted, After me, the deluge!