Quotes About Ancestry

Some people will deny anything that displeases or scares them: unusual pain in their chests, unwanted lumps beneath their skin, or the fact that humans share ancestry with apes are a few examples. Another is climate change.

I have Spanish ancestry and, indeed, speak the language, up to a point.

What it depends on is someone's upbringing and the traditions and that is how you decide if you are Jewish or not.

My grandmother and my upbringing filled me with the spirit of the church and the spirit of the faith brought by Africans to the new land during slavery.

You notice patterns. White guests often are mortified - that word again - when they learn their ancestors owned slaves. But I've never had a black guest who was upset to learn about white ancestry that probably involved forced sexual relations.

My mother was from upstate New York; she's of Irish and German descent. My father was from Ghana.

My work has been much more Caribbean and eclectic. I am interested in people, and where they come from happens to have fallen within an area of Africa.

Although your father and mother are dead, if you propose to yourself any good work, only reflect how it will make their names illustrious, and your purpose will be fixed.

It is worthwhile for anyone to have behind him a few generations of honest, hard-working ancestry.

Obviously, I rep Jamaica. I'm a first generation born Jamaican-American. My parents are born and raised in Jamaica, my grandparents are born and raised in Jamaica, my other family still lives in Jamaica, and I still go back there.

I come from a long line of below-stairs maids and gardeners. Good ol' peasant stock. My mother and her sister made a quantum leap out of that life. Then I made another quantum leap.

I've always been big, my brothers are my size, we come from good stock.

I come from good stock. Both of my parents are big - my dad is a big guy; my mom is a big lady.

You can keep the things of bronze and stone and give me one man to remember me just once a year.

I went to Cork, Ireland, and stood on the dock some of my ancestors had left from. I felt their ghosts gather round me, and I cried to imagine what it must have felt like - leaving that beautiful land and those beloved people, knowing it was forever.

My father, Cecil Banks Mullis, and mother, formerly Bernice Alberta Barker, grew up in rural North Carolina in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. My dad's family had a general store, which I never saw. My grandparents on his side had already died before I started noticing things.

We all belong to an ancient identity. Stories are the rivers that take us there.

My grandfather told me our history through his stories about all the great Zulu battles.

I come from a long line of storytellers.

I come from a family of storytellers.

I come from a big family of storytellers and, growing up, I liked hearing about the years before I was born.

I'm a storyteller. My whole family is storytellers. I'm just a product of my environment.

I come from a big family where we tell big stories. All we had was the storytelling.

From the beginning of time, we've told stories, Shamans and Medicine People, and not to be pompous about it, but I feel like that is the lineage I take down and where I come from. There is magic to storytelling.