Quotes About Closure

how can he love me then not? He went,he ran. And I cannot bring him back. Yet I left the door metaphorically wide open, hoping he'd come back and bang on it proclaiming, "I want to be here with you. Always." Soon I'm going to have to shutit. For my safety and my sanity. Let go. I don't want to. Won't letting go be just that - letting go? Giving up? Admitting failure? Admitting that it is really, truly over?

Tell me that you refuse to allow me to be so stupid. Tell me that you will not tolerate this relationship being over just when it was on the verge of really taking off.

The melancholia of everything completed!

There are no endings, and never will be endings, to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was an ending.

That's it. It's all going to end. The realization wasn't crushing. It was gentle, like a final tendril of smoke from a dying candle.

There is a beauty in death -- the beauty of finality, the beauty of completion. For nothing is truly complete until the day it is at last destroyed.

My therapist, Diana, retired at the end of our work together (I know, don't say it).

Nora is home in herself at last. She has won. And as Janet listens and watches, and knows that her work here is complete, she rejoices. This is what it's all about. This is the goal. This is the reward. They hold each other's eyes. No longer doctor and patient, but just two women, equals.

He steeled himself against whatever she'd come to say or ask or accuse, but also against the unhelpful and complicated tenderness he felt toward her. He should have called her. He should have thanked her for every kindness she'd shown him. He was about to apologize - for anything, for everything - when she gave him a little smirk, a private and sleepy-eyed expression he recalled with wonder and regret. Then she turned to shut the door, to lock it behind her. "Stranger," she said again. "Howdy.

This is not an exit.

And she walked away, and she walked away, and that was that, and that was that.

The end of everything was at hand; it seemed to him he could stretch out his arm and touch the goal. But he wanted to die at home — to extend himself in the large quiet room where he had last seen his father lie, and close his eyes upon the summer dawn.

Don't people always feel better just before the end?

Of all escape mechanisms, death is the most efficient.

I have learned to trust that when my Lord closes a door in my life it is because he loves me too much to give me less than his best.

By coincidence, this particular tiny show on earth that consists entirely of me talking about sports on NPR is also folding its tent flaps this May of 2017. Yes, this is my swansong, my farewell, my last hurrah. Adieu, adios, arrivederci, auf wiedersehen.

I don't really watch shows as a regular routine any more, but I loved 'Happy Valley'. Yes it was depressing, but at least I knew it would all be over in six episodes.

Ultimately I look at the long-term goal of communicating messages. Although I've seen some traumatic things, delivering messages of comfort and closure allow for a sense of peace.

I look at 'Friday Night Lights' as one of my all-time favorite series finales, and that is what you want. After all the roads you've traveled with these people, you just want to know that they're going to be happy. I'm a big believer in shows that make that choice.

The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.

Eventually I'll stop writing about you and it'll be bittersweet. Not because I'm not in love with you, but because I'll just love you.

Some people you're not meant to get over.

You can't move beyond your past if you keep talking about it like it's your present.

One of my responsibilities is to make sure that justice is done for our citizens . . . . I want this case to be completed. Until that happens, it will continue to burden our relationship.