To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground.
My ancestors were fighters, something I have inherited.
To understand and reconnect with our stories, the stories of the ancestors, is to build our identities.
We all have genes that come from our ancestors that aren’t used – they’re not turned on. So we actually carry ancient genes with us. If you could figure out how to turn those on, you could resurrect ancient characteristics from our ancestors.
My ancestors are Rajputs from Jaipur, a lineage of the royal family.
Jesus is an example. We have other examples, including many of our ancestors as role models who understood the inner meaning of our orientation.
We must create the Georgia that our ancestors dreamed of, the Georgia that we dream of.
Indeed, if our ancestors of millions of years ago hadn’t learned how to care for one another and hunt in packs, they’d all have ended up being eaten by leopards.
For the first half of geological time our ancestors were bacteria. Most creatures still are bacteria, and each one of our trillions of cells is a colony of bacteria.
Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.
To me it seems that the warm blooded dinosaurs replaced advanced mammal ancestors that were warm blooded, also.
I, too, am convinced that our ancestors came from Africa.
English is an outrageous tangle of those derivations and other multifarious linguistic influences, from Yiddish to Shoshone, which has grown up around a gnarly core of chewy, clangorous yawps derived from ancestors who painted themselves blue to frighten their enemies.
We are so indebted to our ancestors, musically speaking, that they have left us 400 years of music.