Quotes About Closure

All stories, if continued far enough, end in death.

To finish is sadness to a writer — a little death. He puts the last word down and it is done. But it isn't really done. The story goes on and leaves the writer behind, for no story is ever done.

Hunger, revenge, to sleep are petty foes, But only death the jealous eyes can close.

Death is the only grammatically correct full stop.

I'll stand over your grave 'til I'm sure that you're dead.

You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went, you can curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.

That's the unfortunate thing about death. It's so terribly final.

Death cancels all engagements.

There is no more final end than death

Every book for me is a chapter in the long book which will finally be closed on the day of my death.

Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?

every death diminishes us, but those that leave differences unresolved and things unsaid are the most painful of all.

All true stories end in death.

Death is the surest calculation that can be made.

I don't mind about the dead ones. They're dead. The worst of it is, they cling to the living and won't let go.

Death is usually an all-or-nothing thing!

And last of all comes death.

Death is very, very terminal.

Death is just infinity closing in.

The sight of a coffin going into the ground can effect a great change of heart—all at once you find you are not so disappointed in this person who is dead—but what the sight of a coffin does for the mind in its search for the truth, this I don't profess to know.

One last look at Athena, and then let the disgrace be complete.

When it's done, it's done. And no one will know until it's done.

I wanted to get away from him before he led me into talking, before he made me feel angry, or grieved, or jealous all over again. I did not want to feel anything for him, not desire, not resentment. I wanted to be cold to him, so I turned on my heel and started to walk away.

We would never meet. I would never have to see them. They were a life I had left behind. I could cut myself in two and say: "That was the old life, the old life with her; it is gone now, all gone.