Quotes About Heritage

Instalados durante millones de años en la patria común africana, evento tras evento y golpe tras golpe, nuestros antepasados forjaron las sucesivas semillas que desembocaron en lo que, para bien o para mal, nos hemos convertido. No hay duda. Somos hijos de la crisis.

El ser humano que olvida sus tradiciones está condenado a perderse a sí mismo, sin raíces, sin un código, sin nada a que aferrarse.

La sopa de tortilla, aromatizada con yerbas frescas de la huerta, el frito de plátanos, carne desmenuzada y roscas de harina de maiz, el excelente chocolate de la tierra, el queso de piedra, el pan de leche, y el agua servida en antiguos y grandes jarros de plata, no dejaron que desear.

An aunt, who though not a midwife was expert in that kind of work, helped bring forth the child, cleaning his face with butter and, to save money, powdering his thighs with some flour scraped from a crust of bread in lieu of talcum. "So you see, my boy, you come from humble stock," his Aunt Eudore would say, acquainting him of these petty details, and from an early age Jean didn't dare hope for any kind of good fortune in the future.

La historia de América, de los incas a acá, ha de enseñarse al dedillo, aunque no se enseñe la de los arcontes de Grecia. Nuestra Grecia es preferible a la Grecia que no es nuestra.

Injértese en nuestras Repúblicas el mundo; pero el tronco ha de ser el de nuestras Repúblicas. Y

A diferencia del poeta moderno, no vive aquejado por el ansia de originalidad. Sabe que su canto no es suyo sólo. La conciencia étnica, forjadora del mito, ha cumplido antes que él naciera, el trabajo principal; ha creado los objetos bellos. Su papel queda reducido a la escrupulosidad de un artífice.

A glória dos netos nada tem a ganhar com a ruína dos avós.

When a people holds onto its language, it holds onto a semblance of freedom, like a man who holds onto his independence when he retains his own way of thinking. Language is the thought of a people.

Genius has no country. It blossoms everywhere. Genius is like the light, the air. It is the heritage of all." -Dr. Jose Rizal

Native gods, called anitos, were often not abandoned, but instead were transformed into saints and were often venerated in small chapels attached to private homes.

He who does not love his own language is worse than an animal and smelly fish.

He who does not know how to look back at where he came from will never get to his destination.

You must know where you are from in order to get where you are going.

Tradition is an important help to history, but its statements should be carefully scrutinized before we rely on them.

We are always doing, says he, something for Posterity, but I would fain see Posterity do something for us.

We are always doing something for posterity, but I would fain see posterity do something for us.

As long as we can remember them, our families will always be with us.

I wish you had been there with me in that picture," he used to say to Wilsie and me. "It is so lonely being there forever without another Indian.

I am Squanto. I am known to all those who gather here: English, Pokanoket, Nemasket, even a few of my own surviving Patuxets. I speak to you as a pniese , a man of honor. I will never leave this land. I give thanks for all of our people to the Creator of All Things.

So it was that five days later, on the 22nd of March, I walked with Samoset back into my own village. Once Patuxet, now it was Plymouth. I looked around me. Though much was changed, I knew that I at last had returned to the land of my home.

contredisez sans cesse cet esprit de nouveauté et de changement, jusque dans les petites choses; laissez pendre sur vos murs les tapisseries enfumées de vos aïeux; chargez vos tables de leur pesante argenterie. Vous dites: 'Mon père est mort dans cette maison, il faut que je la vende !' Anathème sur ce sophisme de l'insensibilité ! dites au contraire : 'Il y est mort, je ne puis plus la vendre'.

The study of the past is the main portal through which culture is acquired.

In fact, I believe that Americans in general are losing touch with the past, with our history and cultural inheritance. We live in an age of instant gratification. We no longer know our forebears. This is one reason we feel so fractured today. Dvo?ák was bent on excavating roots. This exercise has never seemed more timely.