Quotes About End

Mankind has gotten so very sick. Sometimes I'm glad that I'm very near the end of my days on earth.

man had heard all he needed to. It was time

It reveals both the failures and the huge successes of the navy at the end of a brutal and brutalising war.

The world may end later than the year 2060, but I see no reason for its ending sooner. This I mention not to assert when the time of the end shall be, but to put a stop to rash conjectures of fanciful men who are frequently predicting the time of the end, and by doing so bring the sacred prophesies into discredit. —Sir Isaac Newton

But in time the night, as all nights must, came to an end, and the morning dawned clear and bright.

Fear and desire are already married. Freely. One's impaled the other since B.C. What you're scared of has always been what moved you. And where you're heading has always been your real end - your desire.

For hope is dead, for hope is dead.

A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.

Of all the wonders that I have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come. (Act II, Scene 2)

The rest, is silence.

Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.

Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark.

This rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.

Ready to go but never to return.

and the rest is silence

This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end.

Last scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

Hopeless and helpless doth AEgeon wend, But to procrastinate his lifeless end.

I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight; And but thou love me, let them find me here: My life were better ended by their hate, Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.

But here must end the story of my life, And happy were I in my timely death Could all my travels warrant me they live.

Be not so long to speak; I long to die

A man is never undone till he be hang'd.