Quotes About Legacy

A man's life weighs more then glory, and a price paid in blood is a heavy reckoning.

And so shall honor Morgant, Gwydion said, for what he used to be, and Ellidyr Prince of Pen-Llarcau for what he became.

Yet long afterward, when all had passed away into distant memory, there were many who wondered whether King Taran, Queen Eilonwy, and their companions had indeed walked the earth, or whether they had been no more than dreams in a tale set down to beguile children. And, in time, only the bards knew the truth of it.

Then we must say farewell, answered the weaver-woman. But mind you, she added, in her usual sharp tone, if life is a loom, the pattern you weave is not so easily unraveled.

Därför ska jag ära Morgant, sade Gwydion, för vad han en gång var, och Ellidyr, prins av Pen-Llarcau, för vad han blev.

What you call ancient custom is just a bad habit. Somebody did something stupid long ago and you've been doing it ever since. It doesn't make anything better. It only gets stupider and stupider.

Thus he illustrated a perennial problem of new theological thinking: it is all too soon forgotten as a new generation arises, one that 'knows not Joseph'.

For all for children To whom we entrust the future

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

But their shoulders were as straight as they had been in the past: in the classroom, on the stage, at the Sabbath table. So there were other sources, too, of pride, and they had not left everything behind.

Why do you and I have to hold these memories?' 'It gives us wisdom.

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

Her name was Rosemary, The Giver said.

The Giver hugged him. "I love you, Jonas," he said. "But I have another place to go. When my work here is finished, I want to be with my daughter.

It's just that . . . without the memories it's all meaningless. They gave that burden to me. And to the previous Receiver. And the one before him.

my job is to transmit to you all the memories I have within me. Memories of the past.

Memories are forever~ The Giver

Grandparents. It meant parents-of-the-parents, long ago.' 'Back and back and back?' Jonas began to laugh.

Jonas began to laugh. "So actually, there could be parents-of-the-parents-of-the-parents-of-the parents?

Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.

the history of Denmark has much to teach us all.

Todos nosotros, cada uno, somos nuestras obras; al final de nuestras vidas presentamos nuestra alma a nuestro patrón como un artesano presenta el trabajo de sus manos.

Your father calls you to his court. You need not pack. You go garbed in glorious raiment. He waits eagerly by his palace doors to welcome you, and has prepared a place at the high table, by his side, in the company of the great-souled, honored, and best-beloved.

His outflung hands traced over the threads of his rug, passed loop by loop through some patient woman's hands. Or maybe she hadn't been patient. Maybe she'd been tired, or irritated, or distracted, or hungry, or angry. Maybe she had been dying. But her hands had kept moving, all the same.