Quotes About End

If the world were flat like a magic carpet, our sorrow would have a beginning and an end. If the world were square, we would lie low in a corner when the war plays "hide and seek." If the world were round, our dreams would take turns on the ferris wheel, and we would be equal.

If the world were flat, like a flying carpet, our sorrow would have a beginning and an end. If the world were square, we'd lie low in a corner whenever the war plays hide and seek. If the world were round, our dreams would take turns on the Ferris wheel, and we'd all be equal.

When you die it's the end of your life.

As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.

Now begin in the middle, and later learn the beginning; the end will take care of itself.

After the first death, there is no other.

Life's missed opportunities, at the end, may seem more poignant to us than those we embraced — because in our imagination they have a perfection that reality can never rival.

Before there was a proper understanding and a sense of God's presence, the idea that everything would one day end was utterly desolating.

Value your words. Each one may be the last.

Whatever lives is granted breath But by the grace and sufferance of Death.

The end of life is to be like unto God; and the soul following God, will be like unto Him; He being the beginning, middle, and end of all things.

Knowledge has its end in itself, apart from any idea of life and propagation of the species.

A dream of life comes to me, like a catfish dancing on the end of the line.

In the end, art is small beer. The really serious things are earning one's living so as not to be a parasite and loving one's neighbor.

Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even its end.

it is the brevity of life which makes it tolerable; its experiences have value because they have an end.

To write about a struggle amidst the struggling: one must hope that the muddling will end someday.

I have this theory that, depending on your attitude, your life doesn't have to become this ridiculous charade that it seems so many people end up living.

In the end, the end of a life only matters to friends, family, and other folks you used to know. For everyone else, it's just another end.

That's the thing about suicide. Try as you might to remember how a person lived his life, you always end up thinking about how he ended it.

When life is so burdensome death has become a sought after refuge.

You have your season, and you have but your season; neither can you lie down in peace, until you have some persuasion that your work as well as your life is at an end.

Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off my life, he'll take from off the other end!

Our lives are but our marches to the grave.