Quotes about Legacy
What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past.
— Victor Hugo
Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds.
— Victor Hugo
Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it.
— Victor Hugo
That I may carry on what I have begun, that I may do good, that I may be one day a grand and encouraging example that it may be said that there was finally some little happiness resulting from this suffering which I have undergone and this virtue to which I have returned!
— Victor Hugo
We ourselves respect the past in certain instances and in all cases grant it clemency, provided it consents to being dead. If it insists on being alive, we attack and try to kill it.
— Victor Hugo
And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
W]e must never allow the future to collapse under the burden of memory.
— Milan Kundera
When Don Quixote went out into the world, that world turned into a mystery before his eyes. That is the legacy of the first European novel to the entire subsequent history of the novel. The novel teaches us to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude.
— Milan Kundera
The history of music is mortal, but the idiocy of the guitar is eternal.
— Milan Kundera
A novel does not assert anything, a novel poses questions... The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. When Don Quixote went out into the world, that world turned into a mystery before his eyes. That is the legacy of the first European novel to the entire subsequent history of the novel. The novelist teaches the reader to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude.
— Milan Kundera
The moment Kafka attracts more attenetion than Joseph K., Kafka's posthumous death begins.
— Milan Kundera
Her image of it came entirely from what she had heard. Or read. Or received unconsciously from distant ancestors. And yet it lived within her.
— Milan Kundera