Quotes About Legacy

Volumes have been written only to enumerate the miseries of the learned, and relate their unhappy lives and untimely deaths. To these mournful narratives I am about to add the Life of Richard Savage...

He that would pass the latter part of life with honour and decency, must, when he is young, consider that he shall one day be old; and remember, when he is old, that he has once been young.

I would no more renounce my Country than my Religion: I would leave posterity free; but would not deprive them of an attachment that I value myself upon: Nor yet my country, of a family that never gave it cause to be ashamed of it.

Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.

After all, a woman didn't leave much behind in the world to show she'd been there. Even the children she bore and raised got their father's name. But her quilts, now that was something she could pass on.

There's a special kind of man who plants a tree when he knows he'll move on before it's big enough for him to sit in it's shade.

boys grow up and cleave to their wives. A girl is a daughter forevermore, no matter where she goes or how many young'uns she has.

The pain of our history.

Ella sólo quería una fotografía de su vida, como las que tenía de su padre y de su madre en su mesa de noche. Agradable, iluminada de un modo que suavice los ángulos más duros, distinguida.

Los nombres sirven para fingir que el tiempo no pasa y, al final, son lo único que queda de nosotros.

someone will remember us I say even in another time

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.

Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.

I declare That later on, Even in an age unlike our own, Someone will remember who we are.

Why are we so careless that we let our own histories die without even noticing?

Usually people avoided mentioning Abel's name, as if he'd done something unforgiveable. Which I guess he had: He reminded people of the cruel unfairness of life, and the closeness of death.

My platitudes don't hold their interest and I can hardly blame them for that. My real stories are all out of date. So what if I can speak firsthand about the Spanish flu, the advent of the automobile, world wars, cold wars, guerrilla wars, and Sputnik — that's all ancient history now. But what else do I have to offer? Nothing happens to me anymore. That's the reality of getting old, and I guess that's really the crux of the matter. I'm not ready to be old yet.

That's immortality my darlings Spencer said.

Some people come into your life and leave a mark.

Life can be long or short, it all depends on how you choose to live it. it's like forever, always changing. for any of us our forever could end in an hour, or a hundred years from now. you can never know for sure, so you'd better make every second count. what you have to decide is how you want your life to be. if your forever was ending tomorrow, is this how you'd want to have spent it?

There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep looking back.

what you have to decide, is how you want your life to be. if your forever was ending tomorrow, would this b the way you'd want to have spent it?

Incluso ahora que estaba muerto, era un artista de un solo éxito. O dos, supongo, si me cuento a mí.