Quotes About Legacy

The Grand Ole Opry asked me to be a member on September 25, 1962. I was thirty years old. I can't tell you how proud that made me. It was one of the best moments of my life.

The acceptance of our present condition is the only form of extremism which discredits us before our children.

Do you really think the rape of a continent dissolves in cigarette smoke?

This is why a woman makes things up: Because when she dies, those lives she never got to are all going down with her. All those possibilities will just site there like a bunch of school kids with their hands raised and uncalled on--each knowing, really knowing, the answer.

Farmers aren't rich. They have land but no money. Actually, my father didn't even have that much land. He had once stood on the porch and flung his arms out and said, Someday kids, all this will be yours. But his knuckles hit the porch supports. Even the porch wasn't that big.

Perhaps everyone had their own way of preparing to die. Life got you ready.

It's good to be successful but it's great to be significant

I'm a man of a certain age - old enough to have been every kind of fool- and I find to my surprise that the only counsel I have to pass on is this: Never let your name be found in a dead man's trousers.

was nine when she passed. The last thing she told us was Be good to one another.

Quando morrem aqueles que amamos, temos de viver por eles. Temos de ver as coisas pelos seus olhos. Temos de lembrar como é que eles costumavam dizer as coisas, e usar as palavras que eles usavam. Temos de agradecer o facto de podermos fazer coisas que eles já não podem fazer, e também de sentir uma grande tristeza por isso acontecer.

entailment of the family estates, but envisaged for himself

half Scottish, respectable, and imbued with the powerful emotional restraint that those races have inherited somehow (via God knows what route) from the Spartans. It was a matter of self-conquest, refusal to show weakness, refusal to become a burden to others. This inheritance does not diminish one's natural sympathies, it merely makes them harder to express and to receive, and it is a legacy which it is extremely hard to unlearn.

Books are precious things, but more than that, they are the strong backbone of civilization. They are the thread upon which it all hangs, and they can save us when all else is lost.

You stick your finger in the water and you pull it out, and that is how much of a hole you leave when you're gone.

I have told many, yet when I go down that last trail, I know there will be a thousand stories hammering at my skull, demanding to be told.

Without books we should very likely be a still-primitive people living in the shadow of traditions that faded with years until only a blur remained, and different memories would remember the past in different ways. A parent or a teacher has only his lifetime; a good book can teach forever.

To die is nothing. One is here, one is no longer here. It is only at the end one must be able to say 'I was a man'.

It is brutal. Only I never could see the sense in having folks look at your tombstone and say, 'He was a man who didn't believe in violence, He's a good man... and dead.

Someone has said that culture is what remains with you after you have forgotten all you have read, and I believe there is much truth in that.

To be a man was to be responsible. It was as simple as that. To be a man was to build something, to try to make the world about him a bit easier to live in for himself and those who followed. You could sneer at that, you could scoff, you could refuse to acknowledge it, but when it came right down to it, Conn decided it was the man who planted a tree, dug a well, or graded a road who mattered.

It is this by which we measure a man, by what he does with his life, by what he creates to leave behind. —Louis L'Amour

We must not lose touch with what we were, with what we had been, nor must we allow the well of our history to dry up, for a child without tradition is a child crippled before the world. Tradition can also be an anchor of stability and a shield to guard one from irresponsibility and hasty decision.

We will always have Reeses and Heseltines, and they will always seem big and brave to growing boys. They swagger and make loud noises in their own little circle, but they are only the coyotes that yap around the heels of the herd. 'Remember this, Shell, the coyotes aren't going anywhere, but the herd is, and so are the men who drive the herd.

NO MAN KNOWS the hour of his ending, nor can he choose the place or the manner of his going. To each it is given to die proudly, to die well, and this is, indeed, the final measure of the man.