Kwame Nkrumah Quotes

When the dust of death has choked a great man's voice, the common words he said turn oracles, the common thoughts he yoked like horses draw like griffins.

Nobody lives forever, but we all shine on.

Men die but an idea does not.

Death can never kill an idea. Ideas are more powerful than death. Ideas outlive men and can never be destroyed.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.

Lies here food for the worms yet the work shall not be lost.

Man the individual consoles himself for his passing with the thought of the offspring or the works which he leaves behind.

Steve Jobs now rests with the sublime satisfaction of symbolic immortality.

There's one form of immortality I like to think about. It's that all those who from the very first have given anything to the world are living in the world to-day.

When I'm dead are they going to remember me ? I don't really think about it, it's up to them. When I'm dead, who cares ? I don't.

And thou hast stolen a jewel, Death! Shall light thy dark up like a Star. A Beacon kindling from afar Our light of love and fainting faith.

that as long as we are being remembered, we remain alive.

If I, this mortal shell, am going to die, let me at least live on through my creations.

Were a star quenched on high,For ages would its light,Still travelling downward from the sky,Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies,For years beyond our ken,The light he leaves behind him liesUpon the paths of men.

Posthumous fame is a plant of tardy growth, for our body must be the seed of it; or we may liken it to a torch, which nothing but the last spark of life can light up; or we may compare it to the trumpet of the archangel, for it is blown over the dead; but unlike that awful blast, it is of earth, not of heaven, and can neither rouse nor raise us.

a man who builds a house never really dies.

I'm not really dying today. No person ever died that had a family. I'll be around a long time. A thousand years from now, a whole township of my offspring will be biting sour apples in the gumwood shade.

A person's shadow stood for his legacy, his impact on the world. Some people cast hardly any shadow at all. Some cast long, deep shadows that endured for centuries.

Amos Vogel was a mentor, a guiding light for me. In his presence, you always rose. But his importance to me is of minor significance. What is significant is that with him an entire epoch ends. The Last Lion has left us.I am still not capable - or rather unwilling - to understand the fact that Amos passed away, because a man like him cannot be dead. His traces are everywhere.

E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.

I want to go on living after my death!

The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only so long as they remember us.

Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease.

In my twisted brain, I truly believe that nobody ever really dies, as long as the people that he or she touched continue to spread their legacy. I miss Eddie Guerrero. Eddie Guerrero was a great man. So right now, I don't want to hear 'CM Punk', you know the name I wanna hear.