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All families had started off in some mysterious waay: to repopulate the earth, or by accident, or by force, or out of boredom; and it's all a mystery what each will become.
I had never thought much of genealogy. A lot of wasted time collecting the names of the dead. Then stringing those names, like skulls upon a wire, into an entirely private and thus irrelevant narrative, lacking any historical significance. The narcissistic pastime of nostalgic bores.
We are all descendants of murderers and thieves.
And I saw for the first time how, despite the isolation of our own lives, we are always connected to our ancestors; our bodies hold the memories of those who came before us, whether it is the features we inherit or a disposition that is etched into our soul.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
My family history begins with me, but yours ends with you.
You are the posterity of your family. You are either continuing the progression or regression of your ancestors.
Men of England! who inheritRights that cost your sires their blood.
I've always been fascinated by family ancestry.
Do not be too sure, young fellows,
That you are better than your ancestors.
I like knowing that the further back one traces any lineage, the narrower the path grows, to the haunt of just a few shaggy ancestors, with luck on their side, little gizmos in their cells and a future storied with impulses and choices that will ultimately define them.
They were touched by the same inheritance.
Ancestor. In fact, this clock tells us that all seven billion people alive today can trace their maternal lineage to one woman who lived in Africa 170,000 years ago, dubbed Mitochondrial Eve.
Those who depend on the merits of their ancestors may be said to search in the roots of the tree for those fruits which the branches ought to produce.
To understand and reconnect with our stories, the stories of the ancestors, is to build our identities.
Ou may not be able to choose your family or origin but you can choose your family of creation.
What is buried in the past of one generation falls to the next to claim.
Our ancestors move along with us, in underground rivers and springs too deep for chaos to reach.
I am an offspring of the dead. I am descended from the deceased. I am the progeny of phantoms. My ancestors are the illustrious multitudes of the defunct, grand and innumerable. My lineage is longer than time. My name is written in embalming fluid in the book of death. A noble race is mine.
We are the heirs of the ages
I've always thought you have to live life looking forwards, not backwards. I've had no interest at all in who my ancestors are.
We are very fond of some families because they can be traced beyond the Conquest, whereas indeed the farther back, the worse, as being the nearer allied to a race of robbers and thieves.
All 'people of one blood' who made homeplace in isolated landscapes where they could invent themselves, where they could savor a taste of freedom.
Yet one had ancestors in literature as well as in one's own race, nearer perhaps in type and temperament, many of them, and certainly with an influence of which one was more absolutely conscious.
The tracing of a child's lineage and its name with reference to the father, though it has lasted for many thousands of years, has not become any the more natural or reasonable as a result.
We carry our ancestors in our names and sometimes we carry our ancestors through the sliding doors of emergency rooms and either way they are heavy, man, either way we can't escape.
From the very core of each of them, their ancestors seemed to cry out in inarticulate voices. right then, they screamed in alarm from times before symbols and language could depict such things that hunted and meant murder.
Pedigree and ancestry and what we ourselves have not achieved, I scarcely recognize as our own.
We are the ancestors of those gardening the universe.
We all swim deep in the river of our ancestry.
Something inexorable seeds itself in the place of your origin. You can never escape the bonds of family history, no matter how far you travel.
We should not look down on our first ancestors.
Ye say they all have passed away, That noble race and brave; That their light canoes have vanished From off the crested wave; That mid the forests where they roamed There rings no hunter's shout; But their name is on your waters; Ye may not wash it out.
Ancestry is most important to those who have done nothing themselves.
So as you go into battle, remember your ancestors and remember your descendants.
My parents came from poor people who came from poor people who came from poor people, all the way back to the very first poor people.
What task could be more agreeable than to tell of the benefits conferred on us by our ancestors, so that you may get to know the achievements of those from whom you have received both the basis of your beliefs and the inspiration to conduct your life properly.
The Mexicans descend from the Aztecs; the Peruvians descend from the Incas; the Argentineans descend from the boats.
By ancestry, I was born to rule.
History is the third parent.
They're all Allomancers," Waxillium guessed. "More than that," Wayne said. "They're all relatives." "It's only been three hundred years since the Originators, Wayne. We're all relatives." "Does that mean you'll take responsibility for me?" "No.
Some men by ancestry are only the shadow of a mighty name.
Our parents are the primal source. We make our own lives, but our origin stories are theirs. They go back with us to the beginning of time.
We are enmeshed in a lineage that came from somewhere and is going to make way for the next generation.
In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage- to know who we are and where we have come from. Without this enriching knowledge, there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness.
History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.
It is curious how there seems to be an instinctive disgust in Man for his nearest ancestors and relations. If only Darwin could conscientiously have traced man back to the Elephant or the Lion or the Antelope, how much ridicule and prejudice would have been spared to the doctrine of Evolution.
Families are the Nurseries of all Societies; and the First combinations of mankind.
It is certainly desirable to be well descended, but the glory belongs to our ancestors.
For a while, I thought a lot about lineage. Where do I belong? Who am I standing next to?
Fathers left distinctive footprints; sons should think of noble footsteps
Rather than following a [genealogical] 'line', I find myself drawn to all the people I encounter, including those who, only by the most obtuse reckoning, can be thought of as relatives. Every life deserves telling; none is without drama and change.
even if you count back only four or five generations, you have an enormous number of living biological relatives descended from those ancestors. This is why it's not very unusual if you are descended from George Washington or another founding father or mother.
Genealogy itself is something of a privilege, coming far more easily to those of us for whom enslavement, conquest, and dispossession of our land has not been our lot.
Our actual ultimate root is in our humanity, not in our personal genealogy.
Posterity always degenerates till it becomes our ancestors.
We are all descended from monsters.
Our ancestors sought knowledge, but we, their descendants, glorify ignorance.
Your ancestors have shaped your past, we as your parents will help shape your present, but only you can shape your future.
The reverence for the deeds of our ancestors is a treacherous sentiment. Their merit was not to reverence the old, but to honor the present moment; and we falsely make them excuses of the very habit which they hated and defied.
Some people are your relatives but others are your ancestors, and you choose the ones you want to have as ancestors. You create yourself out of those values.
They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn and sway the trees, the grasses. No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.
I didn't get here based on lineage, Travis. I'm here because I work hard. The only thing that's blue in my family lineage are the collars. The blood is just red.
Your family's history does not have to be your future legacy!
If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people.
They, who passed away long ago, still exist in us, as predisposition, as burden upon our fate, as murmuring blood, and as gesture that rises up from the depths of time.
If We Lose The Ways Of Our Ancestors, We Lose Ourselves.
A man who thinks too much about his ancestors is like a potato-the best part of him is underground.
WHEN YOU FOLLOW THE WAYS OF YOUR ANCESTORS YOU WILL NEVER BE LOST.
LET YOUR ANCESTORS BE YOUR GUIDING LIGHT.
My ancestors were fighters, something I have inherited.
Our ancestors are very good kind of folks; but they are the last people I should choose to have a visiting acquaintance with.
Birth and ancestry, and that which we have not ourselves achieved, we can scarcely call our own.
OUR history begins before we are born. We represent the hereditary influences of our race, and our ancestors virtually live in us.
In religion as in parenthood, uncritical loyalty to our ancestors may implicate us in an injustice against our descendants: imprisoning them in the errors of our ancestors.
Our greatest responsibility is to be good ancestors.
The glory of ancestors sheds a light around posterity; it allows neither good nor bad qualities to remain in obscurity.
[Lat., Majorum gloria posteris lumen est, neque bona neque mala in occulto patitur.]
My family tree consists of drug dealers, thugs, and killers.
There is Royalty in your DNA
So what we can answer [as geneticists] is questions about biology, about biological ancestry. But to make any sense of that historically we have to contextualize it
the archaeology, the linguistic pattern, even the climatology.
Both the ancestry and posterity of Grief go further than the ancestry and posterity of Joy.
Growing in poverty imparted a certain DNA in the life of their children.
If our ancestors could see us today, surely they would think us gods.
Whatever my ancestors did to you, none of them consulted me.
Our ancestors are an ever widening circle of hope.
We live in a society that celebrates familial connection above any other kind of relationship. We are shown photos of our great-grandparents and encouraged to marvel over facial similarities. We are told to take pride in our bloodlines, celebrate our ancestry.
The idea that one can go to the fossil record and expect to empirically recover an ancestor-descendant sequence, be it of species, genera, families, or whatever, has been, and continues to be, a pernicious illusion.
Children, behold the Chimpanzee:
He sits on the ancestral tree
From which we sprang in ages gone.
The larger question is, as virologist Jonas Salk once asked, Are we being good ancestors?
What is birth to a man if it shall be a stain to his dead ancestors to have left such an offspring?
Family don't end with blood
Who does not wish to have noble ancestors?
Who does not wish to have noble descendants?
Even fools boast that their ancestors were sages.
Of what avail are pedigrees?
The pursuit of origins is a way of rescuing territory from death and oblivion, a reconquest that ought to be patient, devoted, relentless and faithful.
My ancestors were conquerors, though now they are heroes in our history." Glancing at Amos, he said, "But we wrote the history.
Grandchildren are the dots that connect the lines from generation to generation.
How convenient it would be to many of our great men and great families of doubtful origin, could they have the privilege of the heroes of yore, who, whenever their origin was involved in
obscurity, modestly announced themselves descended from a god.
I am descended from a very long line my mother once foolishly listened to.
I came from a race of fishers; trout streams gurgled about the roots of my family tree.
The original mixed ancestry of the Jews and their subsequent history of intermixture with every people among whom they have lived and continue to live ...
Deconstructing the concept of race not only conflicts with people's tendency to classify and build family histories according to common descent but also ignores the work of biologists studying non-human species.