Quotes About End

Life sucks, then you die

where the world ends is where you must begin

Death is a mystery, and burial is a secret.

We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so long.

It was how wars really ended, Dieffenbaker supposed -- not at truce tables but in cancer wards and office cafeterias and traffic jams. Wars died one tiny piece at a time, each piece something that fell like a memory, each lost like an echo that fades in winding hills. In the end even war ran up the white flag. Or so he hoped. He hoped that in the end even war surrendered.

In the end we always wear out our worries. That's what Wireman says.

Rightly tired of the pain Ä° hear and feel, boss... where we's comin from or goin to or why... If Ä° could end it, Ä° would. But Ä° can't.

Because things like this you can only ssay once. And you either get it wrong or right, it's the end either way, because it's too hard to ever try to say again.

Bool! The end.

Do they see the lethal insanity of a race to the brink of oblivion, and then over the edge? Apparently not. If they did, surely they wouldn't be racing to begin with. Or is it a simple failure of imagination? One doesn't like to think such a rudimentary failing could bring about the end, yet...

He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?

Case closed, game over, zip up your fly.

Case fuckin closed.

The story of their fellowship ends here, on this make-believe street and beneath this artificial sun; the rest of the tale will be short and brutal compared to all that's gone before. Because when katet breaks, the end always comes quickly. Say sorry.

Are you sure you wouldn't like to run? A game of tag, perhaps? All we have is time, you know. An eternity of time. Or shall we end it? Might as well. After all, we're missing the party.

The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years–if it ever did end–began, so far as I know or can tell, with a boat made from a sheet of newspaper floating down a gutter swollen with rain.

And when the end comes, and when it is as horrible as good men always knew it would be, there is only one thing to say as all those good men approach the Throne of Judgment: I was misled.

End of watch is what they call it, but Hodges himself has found it impossible to give up watching.

If Possible, Make Peace. If Not, Put A Full Stop.

There couldn't be a resolution, because life doesn't end on a schedule. It ends in the middle, every time.

Life is a journey of realization, which often ends in that place where dreams never begin.

Even the brightest stars burn out eventually.

Death is a departure.

I was born in a hospital. I do not want to die in one.