Geneology Quotes

“I saw behind me those who had gone, and before me, those who are to come. I looked back and saw my father, and his father, and all our fathers, and in front, to see my son, and his son, and the sons upon sons beyond.

And their eyes were my eyes.

As I felt, so they had felt, and were to feel, as then, so now, as tomorrow and forever. Then I was not afraid, for I was in a long line that had no beginning, and no end, and the hand of his father grasped my father's hand, and his hand was in mine, and my unborn son took my right hand, and all, up and down the line stretched from Time That Was, to Time That Is, and is not yet, raised their hands to show the link, and we found that we were one, born of Woman, Son of Man, had in the Image, fashioned in the Womb by the Will of God, the eternal Father.

I was one of them, they were of me, and in me, and I in all of them.”
― Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

“My genetics have been in my family for generations.”
― J.S. Mason, The Stork Ate My Brother...And Other Totally Believable Stories

“This time their kiss would last for generations.”
― Mari Collier, Thalia and Earth

“In any case I would cut myself a path to the throne even if some bastard-born herder had fathered me on a gutter-whore—genealogy can work for me or I can cut down the family tree and make a battering ram. Either way is good.”
― Mark Lawrence, King of Thorns

“Bring up your favorite search engine, and type in g-e-n-e-a-l-o-g-y (without the dashes), and have fun.”
― K.L. Morgan, Pioneer ghost

“These pictures. A hundred years. My great-grandparents. The Civil War. My parents. The world wars. My brothers. I just think of what all these people went through. To produce me. Me. I'm the result. Ah, Jesus, Duke, what happened to us? How did we get to be what we are? I just can't stand thinking about it - it's so awful. So sad.”
― Lawrence Sanders, The Anderson Tapes

“Fools seek identity in ancestry, the wise build their identity with sweat and blood.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown