Quotes About End

I believe that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of [man's] puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.

But that competitor was Death, and Roger Shumann lost.

é preciso duas pessoas para fazer alguém, e uma para morrer. é assim que o mundo vai acabar.

But I don't trust that some last convulsive urge to short-term profit, some terminal shortsightedness, mightn't bring an end to everything.

The biosphere only survives, today, by virtue of what prosthetic assistance we can afford it. The assemblers might keep that going, were the klept to founder. But I don't trust that some last convulsive urge to short-term profit, some terminal short-sightedness, mightn't bring an end to everything.

The sound it made was like a world ending, like the wires that hold heaven snapping and coiling across the sky

You haven't got it with you,' said Jack, sneering. 'You left it behind. See, clever? And the conch doesn't count at this end of the island—

It must have been fifty seconds before Doc died. Long time.

Worse, he died. Mr. Shog, I mean. (Don't ask how you could tell. It was easy. One morning he just stopped sweating, so there it was.)

Perhaps the best cure for the fear of death is to reflect that life has a beginning as well as an end. There was a time when we were not: this gives us no concern. Why, then, should it trouble us that a time will come when we shall cease to be?

The immutable, awful quiet of a dying world.

The means have murdered the end.

So what's your alternative?" people say, as if that's logic. We don't have to have an alternative, that's not how critique works. We may do, and if we do, you're welcome, but if we don't that no more invalidates our hate for this, for what is, than does that of a serf for her lord, her flail-backed insistence that this must end, whether or not she accompanies it with a blueprint for free wage labor.

So what's your alternative?' people say, as if that's logic. We don't have to have an alternative, that's not how critique works. We may do, and if we do, you're welcome, but if we don't that no more invalidates our hate for this, for what is, than does that of a serf for her lord, her flail-backed insistence that this must end, whether or not she accompanies it with a blueprint for free wage labour.

I mean I know some of this lot are just villains, you know, just bad boys, but it all comes down to the god stuff in the end.

An everyday Doomsayer in sandwich board abruptly walked away from what, over the last several days, had been his pitch, by the gates of a museum. The sign on his front was an oldschool Prophecy of the End. The one bobbing on his back read 'forget it.

This is kraken year zero," Moore said. "This is Anno Teuthis. We're in the end times. What d'you think's been going on?

You'd love a bit of pomp: that way in later years you might invoke end-of-empire ghosts.

Create a need for closure.

Were all on a golden journey-every one of us. A journey inspired by golden dreams, and at the end awaits a golden crown of righteousness....please remember that every step is to be cherished. Every single one...

When Death comes, I want to be ready.

I've witnessed a lot of young people dying, mostly from gunshot wounds. Ain't no bravery like in the movies. Everybody cries when they realize it's the end. Everybody.

In the middle of a war you think of nothing but how it will end. And put off living. When large numbers of people do that, it creates a vacuum within us which the war flows in to fill.

Asi no se puede vivir ¿Vivir? Morir sí Niña. Tu quieres acabar con todo. Eso quiero. Porque no conozco otro medio para que los hombres acaben.