Quotes About Closure

What I'd like now is to speak of the things that are left, say my goodbyes, finish dying.

Don't worry about the war. It's all over but the shooting.

And so to bed.

Endings to be useful must be inconclusive.

Mysteries never end," Constance Darling, Silette's student, told me once, "And I always thought maybe none of them really get solved, either. We only pretend we understand when we can't bear it anymore. We close the file and close the case, but that doesn't mean we've found the truth, Claire. It only means that we've given up up on this mystery and decided to loo for truth someplace else.

Sometimes you have to admit that a relationship can't be fixed. That no matter how much you want to, you can't trust some people.

I hope they'll understand why I did this, when it's all said and done... I'd hate to leave them. - Emma, about the Mercers

Good-bye, Nisha, I added my farewell to my sister's. I promise, whoever did this to us is going to pay.

There was something unbearable about the damp, dark earth closing over a coffin and the still, empty flesh that was inside. She had attended a hundred funerals, but when you really loved someone there was something too final about a burial. Something brutal.

Let it be you who lean above me On my last day, Let it be you who shut my eyelids Forever and aye. Say a 'Good-night' as you have said it All of these years, With the old look, with the old whisper All without tears. You will know then all that in silence You always knew, Though I have loved, I loved no other As I love you.

I have shut my heart As one shuts an open door, That Love may starve therein And trouble me no more.

For you would never be content With just a corner in my room, Yea, if you came the rest must go ? Into the gloom. And so, farewell, O friend, my friend! Nay, I could weep a little too, But I shall only smile and say ? Farewell to you.

When the remembering was done, the forgetting could begin.

Farewells have reasons. If you can sense the reality, time is the medicine.

The hardest part is what to leave behind, ... It's time to let go!

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

For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty and echoing like a great empty tomb.

Producing is the hardest of the three because there is almost no closure. Every time you solve a problem, another one pops up. Directing is second, and acting is the most fun.

I sometimes write as if I were talking to myself, or to a mirror, or to someone for the last time. There's this element of confrontation.

Getting revenge on a guy is just not worth it to me. I mean, it definitely sucks at the time, but obviously you're not supposed to be with that person.

The Eagles ended on a rather abrupt note, although in retrospect I realize now that it had been ending for quite some time.

There comes a time when every scientist, even God, has to write off an experiment.

The time-honored bread-sauce of the happy ending.

Officially I'm not playing any more. I've stopped. My time is up. Everything has been a lot of fun.