Quotes About Legacy

everyone always dies in the middle of a good story, in a sense. Your own story. Or the story of your children. Or your grandchildren. Death is a raw deal for narrative junkies." Around

You don't want to start A Game of Thrones when you might catch fire all of a sudden. There's something horribly unfair about dying in the middle of a good story, before you have a chance to see how it all comes out. Of course, I suppose everyone always dies in the middle of a good story, in a sense. Your own story. Or the story of your children. Or your grandchildren. Death is a raw deal for narrative junkies.

You are one person with your mother, and another with your lover, and yet another with your child. Those other people create you-finish you-as much as you create you. When you're gone, the ones you've left behind get to keep the same part of you they always had

There's something horribly unfair about dying in the middle of a good story, before you have a chance to see how it all comes out. Of course, I suppose everyonealways dies in the middle of a good story, in a sense. Your own story. Or the story of your children. Or your grandchildren. Death is a raw deal for narrative junkies.

La tua personalità non è solo ciò che sai di te stesso, ma anche quello che gli altri sanno di te. Sei una persona con tua madre, un'altra con il tuo amante e un'altra ancora con tuo figlio. Queste altre persone ti creano – ti completano – esattamente come tu crei te stesso. Quando non ci sei più, chi è rimasto continua a conservare le parti di te che ha sempre avuto con sé.

Hurdle #5: The Silence of Our Dads. How much second-shift work did your father do? Probably not much. How much did he tell you about how to be a father and why it matters so much? Ditto.

Also, to be honest, my dad wanted me to be an athlete. And I think all sons want to prove something to their dad. So now, aged 35, I want to see what I can achieve physically.

Where do you go when you die? Ha ha. Go on, go on and tell her, Billy." Billy smiles. "You become a little voice in someone's ear telling them that things will be alright.

After a person makes his mark in the world, a lot of people will come around with erasers.

You were born with your legs apart. They'll send you to the grave in a Y-shaped coffin.

I learned how to play the game from Buck O'Neil," Banks would say. Buck said no, Ernie Banks knew how to play, but what he did learn was how to play the game with love.

Baseball in the Negro Leagues was a little bit rougher, a little bit sweeter, a little bit faster, a little bit cooler, and a little bit more fun than anything... in Major League baseball.

Fathers and sons… it's a complicated business, a swirl of love and longing and friction and admiration and regret.

classic bit of understated Paterno

Daddy always said Grandpa was so tight that when he blinked the skin on his pecker rolled back.

I have three favorite politicians: Reagan, Truman, and Bobby Kennedy - Bobby for showing remarkable political courage despite being loathed by many on both sides.

Harry Truman and the United States saved the free world." Churchill's declaration that Truman saved civilization itself is perhaps the greatest tribute to the thirty-third president, a historical giant dismissed in his time as a strange, little man.

The past is never done with us in any substantial way. The most cursory examination reveals its bloody fingerprints on every surface of our lives.

Your husband had something he meant to pass on to you," Zahara said. "I just wanted to make sure that you got it." Reaching into her pocket, she handed the woman a single tattered sheet of flimsi.

The hippy movement was a failure.

I'd learned something important about politics Kennedy-style: The cause was everything. Win or lose, spend yourself completely, leave nothing on the table, not even your health. Losing would be painful, but not as painful as knowing there was something else you could've done.

Maybe he who dies with the most toys doesn't win, thought Bennett. Maybe he's just dead.

In keeping silent about evil, in burying it so deep within us that no sign of it appears on the surface, we are implanting it, and it will rise up a thousandfold in the future. When we neither punish nor reproach evildoers, we are not simply protecting their trivial old age, we are thereby ripping the foundations of justice from beneath new generations.

Mostly because you're an upper-middle-class white male and this country doesn't like anything better than that. Just don't confuse luck with brilliance. Don't think because you were born on third base that you hit a triple. Do something with your life that makes a difference for someone beside yourself. Otherwise, you'll never score. You'll just die on third base.