Quotes About Legacy

My stories may seem to be the stories of men, but a check of my books will show that I have probably written the stories of more strong women than any other writer....[examples include] Miss Nesselrode of The Lonesome Gods , Ruth Macken of Bendigo Shafter , Echo Sackett of Ride the River , Em Talon of Ride the Dark Trail are some....[and] one of my favorites is Miss Jessica Trescott of Matagorda . (The Sackett Companion)

It had been my father's way to remove obstructions, to repair washouts in old trails, to leave each trail better than he had found it. Tread lightly on the paths, he had told me. Others will come when you have gone. That was how I would remember my father. There was never a place he walked that was not the better for his having passed. For every tree he cut down he planted two.

For it is given that no man can do it all, that each must carry the future forward a few years and then pass the message on to him who follows.

A name is what a man makes it," I

A quiet man I was, and not one to provoke a quarrel, but if set upon I would fight back. I do not say this in boasting, for it was as much a part of me as the beating of my heart. It was bred in the blood-line of those from whom I come, and I could not be other than I am.

My folks built blood into the foundations of this country and I don't aim to see them torn down for no reason whatsoever.

There was something her father had said. "We do not own the land, Angie. We hold it in trust for tomorrow. We take our living from it, but we must leave it rich for your son and for his sons and for all of those who shall follow.

What so many of us who abhor violence often forget is that we have peace and civilized lives because there were men and women who went before us who were willing to fight for our freedom to live in peace.

Once you have read a book you care about, some part of it is always with you." –

My father had lived through wars and troubles, and it left him with a sense that nothing lasted but what a man made of himself.

It is my privilege. It is so written.

And the two men walked down the street side by side, Ab Kale and his son.…

We sprung from thin soil, and raised more kin than crops, but we were proud folk...

we hold this land only for a time. Whether we win it in peace or war, we hold it only in trust for other peoples, and other generations.

Louis L'Amour

Never did a tree fall That did I not feel a pang For rightly said when they are non man will be gone.. For The very air is replenished by them trees When they are gone the air will thicken and we all will die Will become rubbles our forts and tower.. Only weeds and stones to cover The unsightly mounds we leave.. -Lonesome Gods

Louis L'Amour

Those who pursued me were dead, and some future traveler could mark their trail by their whitening bones and the sound of a desert wind moaning in their empty rib cages.

He who hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune, for they are impediments to great enterprise.

Once you've read a book you care about, some parts of it always stay with you.

Boswell's The Life of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

And where, in my time, would my body lie?

The old towns, the ghost towns, no longer belong to men. The desert and the mountains have taken them back, gathered them into their arms and made them one with the trees and brush and rocks.

although the place a man leaves is in the hearts of those he leaves behind, and in his work, not upon a slab Ã¢â'¬Â¦