Quotes About Legacy

If a marriage is to endure over time, it has to be because both people within it have tacitly acknowledged something that young lovers might find preposterous: it's bigger, and more important, than both of us. It's love, sure, and inside jokes and conversational shorthand. But it's also families, friends, traditions, landmarks, knowledge, history.

It's children, children whose parents' marriage is bedrock for them even if they're not children anymore. Perhaps especially if they're not children anymore.

When a candle burns down, and you pass the flame to a new one, you get a new candle; but what about the flame? It's the same flame that used to be on the old candle, ain't? And that flame can pass from candle to candle thousands of times, as many times as you have candles. Size of the candle doesn't matter, nor the color, whether it's a beautiful candle or a cheesy one...One dying candle lights two new ones, ain't? Two from one. Ten from one.

Imagine that you are dying. If you had a terminal disease would you ­finish this book? Why not? The thing that annoys this 10-weeks-to-live self is the thing that is wrong with the book. So change it. Stop arguing with yourself. Change it. See? Easy. And no one had to die.

Some day, as soon as a book is printed it will be simultaneously put into digital form. That will be a wonderful research tool, but it will never substitute for holding the book. I feel certain that at least within my lifetime, everyone will still be going to the bookstore and buying printed books. Thank God I'll die before I have to worry about whether the printed book itself will disappear. That's something I don't want to live to see.

When the corpses of [Sir John] Franklin's officers and crew were later discovered, miles from their ships, the men were found to have left behind their guns but to have lugged such essentials as monogrammed silver cutlery, a backgammon board, a cigar case, a clothes brush, a tin of button polish, and a copy of The Vicar of Wakefield. These men may have been incompetent bunglers, but, by God, they were gentlemen.

When I think of the causes for which people more commonly give up their lives-nationalism, religion, ethnicity-it seems to me that a thirty-five pound bag of rocks and the lost world it represents, is not such a bad thing to die for.

High on their posthumous pedestals, the dead become hard to see.

Marina wouldn't want to be remembered because she dead. She would want to be remembered because she's good.

I wish to go on living even after my death.

If we bear all this suffering and if there are still Jews left, when it is over, then Jews, instead of being doomed, will be held up as an example.

I want to go on living even after my death! And therefore I am grateful to God for this gift, this possibility of developing myself and of writing, of expressing all that is in me. I can shake off everything if I write; my sorrows disappear; my courage is reborn. But, and that is the great question, will I ever be able to write anything great, will I ever become a journalist or a writer?

It's an odd idea for someone like me to keep a diary; not only because I have never done so before, but because it seems to me that neither I - nor for that matter anyone else - will be interested in the unbosomings of a thirteen-year-old school girl.

I need to have something besides a husband and children to devote myself to! I don't want to have lived in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death!

I want to go on living even after my death! And therefore I am grateful to God for giving me this gift, this possibility of developing myself and of writing, of expressing all that is in me.

I'll show then that Anne Frank wasn't born yesterday

If God lets me live, I'll achieve more than Mother ever did, I'll make my voice heard, I'll go out into the world and work for mankind!

Dead people receive more flowers than living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude

I'm left with one consolation, small though it may be: my fountain pen was cremated, just as I would like to be some day.

Escrever um diário é uma experiência realmente estranha para uma pessoa como eu. Não só porque nunca escrevi nada antes, mas também porque me parece que, mais tarde, nem eu nem ninguém estará interessado nos devaneios de uma rapariga de treze anos.

I don't want to have lived in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death! And that's why I'm so grateful to God for having given me this gift, which I can use to develop myself and to express all that's inside me!

Launched by Emma Thompson in 2006, annefranktree.com is a site where people can choose a virtual leaf and link up with a community of people who feel connected to Anne Frank.

The spirit of man is great how puny are his deeds

It seems to me that, later on, neither I nor anyone else will be interested in the chatterings of a 13-year-old schoolgirl…