Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun.
Randy PauschRead
I'm attempting to put myself in a bottle that will one day wash up on the beach for my children.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a desire to leave a lasting legacy for one's children.
Randy Pausch's quote illustrates the idea of creating a meaningful legacy that can be discovered by future generations. By metaphorically placing himself in a bottle, he expresses the hope that the insights, experiences, and values he shares will be preserved and passed on to his children, providing them with guidance and connection even after he is gone.
In practice
During a family gathering, to emphasize the importance of understanding our roots.
Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun.
It's hard to raise awareness of pancreatic cancer - people who get it don't live long enough.
Brick walls are there for a reason. They give us a chance to show how badly we want
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I think that we all stand on the dartboard of life. Roughly 30,000 people a year are going to catch a dart labeled pancreatic cancer, and that's unfortunate. It's not what I would have chosen. But I in no way feel like I deserved it.
To be cliché, death is a part of life and it's going to happen to all of us. I have the blessing of getting a little bit of advance notice and I am able to optimize my use of time down the home stretch.
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I usually claim that pregnant women should not read books about pregnancy and birth. Their time is too precious. They should, rather, watch the moon and sing to their baby in the womb.
To you, Mom and Dad, and to all the moms and dads and _x000D_ families and faithful people everywhere, I thank you for sacrificing for your _x000D_ children, and for other people's children, for wanting so much to give them _x000D_ advantages you never had, for wanting so much to give them the happiest life _x000D_ you could provide
A mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul.
I thought of all the magazine article I'd read on mothers who worked and constantly felt guilty about leaving their children with someone else. I had trained myself to read pieces like that and silently say to myself, 'See how lucky you are?' But it had been gnawing at the inside, that part that didn't fit, that I never let myself even think about. After all, wasn't it a worse kind of guilt to be with your child and to know that you wanted to be anywhere but there?
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