#inheritance

A son can bear with equanimity the loss of his father, but the loss of his inheritance may drive him to despair. ↗

— Niccolo Machiavelli

#despair #drive #equanimity #father #him

The United Nations organization has proclaimed 1979 as the Year of the Child. Are the children to receive the arms race from us as a necessary inheritance? ↗

— Pope John Paul II

#arms race #child #children #inheritance #nations

The right of each individual in any relation to secure to himself the full benefits of his intelligence, his capacity, his industry and skill are among the inalienable inheritances of humanity. ↗

— Leland Stanford

#any #benefits #capacity #each #full

How delightful! Dunford had just come into an unexpected inheritance. She rather hoped it was something good. One of her friends had just unwillingly inherited thirty-seven cats. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#inheritance #humor

For I am in love. For the first time in my life, utterly and completely, I have fallen in love, and I can not believe it myself. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#the-boleyn-inheritance #life

In the world of the Bible, one’s identity and one’s vocation are all bound up in who one’s father is. Men are called “son of” all of their lives (for instance, “the sons of Zebedee” or “Joshua, the son of Nun”). There are no guidance counselors in ancient Canaan or first-century Capernaum, helping “teenagers” decide what they want “to be” when they “grow up.” A young man watches his father, learns from him, and follows in his vocational steps. This is why “the sons of Zebedee” are right there with their father when Jesus finds them, “in their boat mending the nets” (Mark 1:19-20). The inheritance was the engine of survival, passed from father to son, an economic pact between generations. To lose one’s inheritance was to pilfer for survival, to become someone’s slave. ↗

— Russell Moore

#heritage #inheritance #family

Let my heiress have full rights, Live in my house, sing songs that I composed. Yet how slowly my strength ebbs, How the tortured breast craves air. The love of my friends, my enemies' rancor And the yellow roses in my bushy garden, And a lover's burning tenderness—all this I bestow upon you, messenger of dawn. Also the glory for which I was born, For which my star, like some whirlwind, soared And now falls. Look, its falling Prophesies your power, love and inspiration. Preserving my generous bequest, You will live long and worthily. Thus it will be. You see, I am content, Be happy, but remember me. ↗

— Anna Akhmatova

#death #dying #inheritance #death

Pain is pain. It needs no description. ↗

— Christopher Paolini

#christopher-paolini #inheritance-cylcle #description

History is hereditary only in this way: we, all of us, inherit everything, and then we choose what to cherish, what to disavow, and what do do next, which is why it's worth trying to know where things come from. ↗

— Jill Lepore

#heredity #history #inheritance #values #change

I think everybody has their own way of looking at their lives as some kind of pilgrimage. Some people will see their role as a pilgrim in terms of setting up a fine family, or establishing a business inheritance. Everyone's got their own definition. ↗

— Eric Clapton

#definition #establishing #everybody #everyone #family