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What custom wills, in all things should we do't,
The dust on antique time would lie unswept,
And mountainous error be too highly heaped
For truth to o'erpeer.
I decided to leave most of my wealth to my charitable foundation, which is not to be confused with my charity. My charity helps children directly. The charitable foundation will receive most of my legacy when I die.
We don't take anything when we pass away, and we need to do with the sense of responsibility.
A gift of any kind is a considerable responsibility. It is a mystery in itself, something gratuitous and wholly undeserved, something whose real uses will probably always be hidden from us.
Rich parents are famous both for miserliness and astonishing longevity. And, when they finally do die, you'll find they've left their estate in inviolate trust to the golden retrievers.
It's not half so sensible to leave legacies when one dies as it is to use the money wisely while alive, and enjoy making one's fellow creatures happy with it.
He who gives while he lives, get to know where it goes.Lives-- Percy Ross
All you have shall some day be given; therefore give now that the season of giving is yours and not your inheritors.
A son can bear with equanimity the loss of his father, but the loss of his inheritance may drive him to despair.
Death's the discarder.
Wealth, a friend, a wife, and a kingdom may be regained; but this body when lost may never be acquired again.
To waste! You are unknown and unwanted, save by me. This, because you are fairly adept at the various embalming arts and you occasionally compose a clever epitaph.
What you inherit from your father
must first be earned before it's yours.
Contented poverty is an honorable estate.
Mr. Wallace, would you please repeat what you recall that this Dylan Jones chap told you. Particularly about what he claimed is needed to free up your inheritance
The man who leaves money to charity in his will is only giving away what no longer belongs to him
To inherit property is not to be born - it is to be still-born, rather.
beneficiaries having
Though an inheritance of acres may be bequeathed, an inheritance of knowledge and wisdom cannot. The wealthy man may pay others for doing his work for him; but it is impossible to get his thinking done for him by another, or to purchase any kind of self-culture.
I do not have the money anymore. It was all yours, after all. I slipped the check into the silk lining of the coffin when I kissed you good-bye for the last time.
wealth and greatness are not destined for the grave
A good man leaves an inheritance to his children's children (Prov. 13:22 NKJV). I
What you leave at your death, let it be without controversy, else the lawyers will be your heirs.
We all leave personal legacies for the people we know and love.
mulcted of his presents, but they were given
Finally, the lawyer came to settle the estate. Mama,
A man that simply loads himself down with possessions of which he has no actual need, when he dies slips out of them
as a little insect might slip out of some parasite shell into which it has ensconced itself
into the grave, and is forgotten.
Some possessions are like old friends, and you never want to abandon an old friend.
Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors and talk of wills; And yet not so - for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
The past is a funeral gone by.
Nothing belongs to you. It didn't matter that Grandma gave the cookbook to me. All Mama had to do was hold it in her hands and it was hers.
I cannot help leaving my books behind me whenever God calls me hence; but in every other respect, my own hands will be my executors.
When a man dies he clutches in his hands only that which he has given away during his lifetime.
It is a grief to Sir Gervase, yes, that he has no son to inherit his name?
From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.
A loved one from us has gone, A voice we love is stilled. A place is vacant in our home, Which never will be filled. Estelle Woodhouse, 1898-1987
Abandoned like an empty beer bottle, cigarette butt, worn-out shoe.
That which thy fathers have bequeathed to thee, earn it anew if thou wouldst possess it.
For my name and memory I leave to men's charitable speeches, and to foreign nations and the next ages.
wisdom." I suspect you're upset about the inheritance Daddy left me. But
Retirement without the love of letters is a living burial.
The best inheritance a parent can give his children is a few minutes of his time each day.
He who gives while he lives, gets to know where it goes.Lives-- Percy Ross
Ernie's past friendship. Your debt is to the living.
The body is given out on loan - don't waste it and expect to use it tomorrow.
The family story tells, and it was told true,
of my great-grandfather who begat eight
genius children and bought twelve almost new
grand pianos. He left a considerable estate
when he died.
It would be lovely if he and his wife would succeed in dying before the matter of inherited property was finally settled. Then the person giving the speech at the funeral would be able to say that until the very end they had been able to pursue what they loved: sailing. [p. 121]
Gone are the living, but the dead remain, And not neglected; for a hand unseen, Scattering its bounty like a summer rain, Still keeps their graves and their remembrance green.
One is not allowed a grief for a life never lived. Yet one has buried the fruit of love, and a great deal of hope and many dreams.
It is an injustice that an old, broken, half-dead father should enjoy alone, in a corner of his hearth, possessions that would suffice for the advancement and maintenance of many children.
Who but my mother held those small pieces of my childhood? Where would they go when she was gone?
Should my decease happen in Newcastle I desire that my remains may be laid near the south porch in Saint Andrews churchyard near the remains of my dear wife, and that the least possible expence may be laid out on my interment. Charles Avison
I figure when I die, I can't take anything with me. So why not give?
The business of the dead belongs to the living.
Where there's a will there's a dead person.
Where there's a will, there's a way. Yeah, better hope you get left tons of money.
Married and buried, wed and dead.
All you can take with you is that which you've given away.
It may seem strange that of all men sailors should be tinkering at their last wills and testaments, but there are no people in the world more fond of that diversion.
When a parent dies, a filing cabinet full of all the fascinating stuff also ceases to exist.
I desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.
History: a collection of epitaphs.
Of all the priceless objects left behind, this is what we rescue. These artifacts. Memory cues. Useless souvenirs. Nothing you could auction. The scars left from happiness.
Inheritance Tax; - it is, broadly speaking; a voluntary levy paid by those who distrust their heirs more than they dislike the Inland Revenue
If you lend the present,
it will never be returned.
Something had been buried that was not yet dead.
Typically your work will end up in a museum [after] you're dead. And maybe that's the function of a museum. It's an archive of your work after you're dead.
Some people behind leave a legacy, some leave behind children. Which would you prefer?
This is the strange undoing of a collection, of a house and of a family. It is the moment of fissure when grand things are taken and when family objects, known and handled and loved, become stuff.
When I die there may be a paragraph or two in the newspapers. My name will linger in the British Museum Reading Room catalogue for a space at the head of a long list of books for which no one will ever ask.
Giving is dead, restoring very sicke.
Some people's money is merited and other people's is inherited.
Therefore give now, that the season of giving may be yours and not your inheritors'.
How marvelous, wide and broad is my Inheritance! Time is my property, my estate is time.
At the end, all that is left of you are your possessions
What thing, in honor, had my father lost,
That need to be revived and breathed in me?
entailment of the family estates, but envisaged for himself
Where there's a will - there's a relative!
And now let us love and take that which is given us, and be happy; for in the grave there is no love and no warmth, nor any touching of the lips. Nothing perchance, or perchance but bitter memories of what might have been.
My inheritance how lordly wide and fair;
Time is my fair seed-field, to Time I'm heir.
I had an inheritance from my father, It was the moon and the sun. And though I roam all over the world, The spending of it's never done.
Some things are forgotten, some things disappear, some things die.
Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them.
In the case of a Gascon seigneur of the 14th century who left 100 livres to those whom I deflowered, if they can be found.
What you possess in the world will be found at the day of your death to belong to someone else. But what you are will be yours forever.
When you've told someone that you've left them a legacy the only decent thing to do is to die at once.
The only way anyone can hope to live after death is if he leaves something that posterity can remember him for.
There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or at least alleviates the sorrow that men would otherwise feel for the death of friends.
gifts according to the law:
Random Acts of Genealogical Kindness.
Estate in two parishes is bread in two wallets.
Man the individual consoles himself for his passing with the thought of the offspring or the works which he leaves behind.
The most valuable land in the world is the graveyard. In the graveyard are buried all of the unwritten novels, never-launched businesses, unreconciled relationships, and all of the other things that people thought, 'I'll get around to that tomorrow.' One day, however, their tomorrows ran out.
Collecting and hoarding seem to be about the loss of others, while philanthropy and de-accessioning are more about the impending loss of self. (Whoever dies with the most toys actually loses.)
Nothing's a gift, it's all on loan
In a brief court proceeding in 1966 the boy's mother had her son declared legally dead so she could enter into possession of Edward Corcoran's savings account. The account contained a sum of sixteen dollars.
Similarly, the problem of the rights of the state in the disposition of inheritances left by individuals presents social aspects of the first importance.
The only wealth you keep is the wealth that you give away.
What I spent, is gone; what I kept, I lost; but what I gave away will be mine forever.
They inherited it all. The curse of privilege. Janitors for the ambitions of the dead.