Quotes About Ancestry

Mother and daughter considered each other. Different hair, different eyes, different hearts. Both tall enough that people whispered of etin blood. Both with bright, pattern-making minds.

This is a craftsman cabin, built for my great-grandfather by masters, not one of the more usual settler's shacks made from whatever came to hand and which have long since rotted away, and good riddance." His smile was real this time. "You always have been a snob, Torvingen." "I like well-made things.

Der Wille eines Volkes, seine genetische Zusammensetzung "rein" zu erhalten, kann eine Anmaßung sein, doch es ist keine Dummheit; denn gibt es auch keine reinen Rassen, so gibt es doch gelungene Mischungen.

However far the stream flows, it never forgets its source.

A very long time ago, some 2.5 million years B.C., the mother of human species as we know it, our ultimate ancestor, appeared in East Africa... She was four feet tall and probably black..

Sassafras had never wanted to weave, she just couldn't help it. There was something about the feel of raw fleece and finished threads and dainty patterned pieces that was as essential to her as dancing to Carmen De Lavallade, or singing to Aretha Franklin. Her mama had done it, and her mama before that; and making cloth was the only tradition Sassafras inherited that gave her a sense of womanhood that was rich and sensuous, not tired and stingy.

I wasn't trying to work out my own ancestry. I was trying to get people to feel slavery. I was trying to get across the kind of emotional and psychological stones that slavery threw at people.

I could accept him as my ancestor, my younger brother, my friend, but not as my master, and not as my lover. He had understood that once.

No feeling was better than that of being surrounded by her own. Her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

The reason for much matrimony is patrimony.

Clearly I did not inherit whatever gene it is that makes it so that when you linger in a place you start to put down roots.

Birth and ancestry, and that which we have not ourselves achieved, we can scarcely call our own

Iain?" "Mmm?" "If the bairn is a lass, I'd like to name her after our mothers—Mara Elesaid." "'Tis a bonnie name. And if 'tis a laddie?" "Then we shall name him after his father." "Och, well, 'tis a grand idea. And what name would that be?" "You daftie!

Connor to Major Wentworth, grandson of King George] "My fathers were lairds in the Highlands when yours were still farmin' kale back in Germany!

When did your family come to the US?" Joaquin bit back a grin. "We didn't. The United States came to us." Mia's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" "My family has been living in Colorado since before this was a state or even a US territory. After the Mexican-American war, the border shifted south, making the San Luis Valley part of the United States. As my grandma likes to say, 'We didn't move. The border moved over us.

My dad recently reminded me that my grandfather's cousin was Lefty Frizzell.

Lorsque la semence provient du testicule droit, les fils ressemblent à leur père, et du testicule gauche, à leur mère.

Understanding anyone begins with the person's family history and the culture he or she is a part of.

What a name – Pyotr Frankis. I wondered who had made it up for him. Pyotr Frankis, Jascha – Slavs all over the place, it would seem. Just like my great-grandmother. I felt for her in my mind about the same way you'd feel for a stray piece of food in your mouth with your tongue, but as usual, I had no sense of her beyond a particularly intense memory.

pedigree was for animals

A man's immortality can be found in his children.

my grandfather would have loved to have met you," Charles told her huskily. "He would have called you 'She Moves Trees Out of His Path.'" She looked lost, but his da laughed. He'd know the old man, too. "He called me 'He Who Must Run into Trees,'" Charles explained.

He knew that Wiccans consider themselves witches—and some of them had enough witchblood to make it so. But witches, the real thing, weren't witches because of what they believed, but because of genetic heritage.

I am Elizaveta Arkadyevna Vyshnevetskaya, of house Kikimora. I can trace my bloodline a thousand years.