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Quotes About Legacy

People are trying so hard to live through their children. And the children keep trying so hard to live up to their parents, or live them down. Everybody's living through or for or against somebody else. It doesn't make too much sense, and it isn't working too well.
~ Ross MacDonald
And, they would still be alive today...If they hadn't died, that is
~ Rotraut Susanne Berner
The past is what the present is doing now.
~ Rowan Williams
Andrew Jackson was the implementer of the final solution for the Indigenous peoples east of the Mississippi. Andrew
~ Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
The United States was founded as a capitalist state and an empire on conquered land, with capital in the form of slaves, hence the term chattel slavery; this was exceptional in the world and has remained exceptional. The capitalist firearms industry was among the first successful modern corporations. Gun proliferation and gun violence today are among its legacies.
~ Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
Nihil Relinquere et Nihil Vestigi. It says 'to leave nothing behind and no trace.
~ Roxanne St. Claire
So who has more at stake? A young man trying to get laid with the least amount of white water before he ships off to his next assignment and has nothing but a memory of a nice month on the beach, or a family that desperately needs and wants old heartaches to disappear?
~ Roxanne St. Claire
The pyramids will perish in the course of the centuries but the ideas which gave them birth will develop onwards. The cathedral of today will take another form. Raphael's pictures will fall into dust but the soul of Raphael and the ideas which his creations represent will be living powers forever. The Art of today will be the Nature of tomorrow and will blossom again in her. Thus does Involution become Evolution.
~ Rudolf Steiner
I wonder what the years have gathered in the bags. I bet it's like looking through old trunks, old letters and photographs, an old shoe or two.
~ Rudolfo Anaya
How strong these people were to leave such a lasting impression.
~ Rudolfo Anaya
I've just read that I'm dead. Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers.
~ Rudyard J. Kipling
A DEAD STATESMAN I could not dig: I dared not rob: Therefore I lied to please the mob. Now all my lies are proved untrue And I must face the men I slew. What tale shall serve me here among Mine angry and defrauded young? from EPITAPHS OF THE WAR 1914-18
~ Rudyard Kipling
All we have of freedom All we use or know This our fathers bought for us Long and long ago
~ Rudyard Kipling
If any Question why We Died Tell them because our Father's Lied.
~ Rudyard Kipling
The tumalt and shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart. Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heat. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.
~ Rudyard Kipling
If any question why we died, tell them, because our fathers lied.
~ Rudyard Kipling
If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
~ Rudyard Kipling
ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a king in Babylon And you were a Christian slave, —W.E. Henley.
~ Rudyard Kipling
If a man brings a good mind to what he reads he may become, as it were, the spiritual descendant to some extent of great men, and this link, this spiritual hereditary tie, may help to just kick the beam in the right direction at a vital crisis; or may keep him from drifting through the long slack times when, so to speak, we are only fielding and no balls are coming our way.
~ Rudyard Kipling
Or ever the knightly years were gone      With the old world to the grave
~ Rudyard Kipling
Dobrý lov vám vÅ¡em, kdo jste z mé krve
~ Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling
~ Keddah—that
So Time that is o'er-kind To all that be, Ordains us e'en as blind, As bold as she: That in our very death, And burial sure, Shadow to shadow, well persuaded, saith, See how our works endure!
~ Rudyard Kipling
THE MAN WHO WOULD BE KING
~ Rudyard Kipling