Quotes About Continuation

That's what happens. You just get on with it. There are no endings.

There are no endings.

Existence, it seems, is chiefly maintenance.

and it's starting again, the longing that begins, and begins, and begins.

Just pause, my loves, remember me, & then keep going.

Nothing, it seems, is ever really over.

Life has so many pages to turn, & this page doesn't mean the story is over. The story is never over.

A baby is Godís opinion that life should go on.

A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.

We maintain, on the contrary, that war is simply a continuation of political intercourse, with the addition of other means. We deliberately use the phrase "with the addition of other means" because we also want to make it clear that war in itself does not suspend political intercourse or change it into something entirely different. In essentials that intercourse continues, irrespective of the means it employs.

Terminar una cosa sería no quedarse con temor de ella. Porque nada se termina ni se concluye, todo se enlaza revueltamente. Todo se va, pero sin haber terminado, y la cola de lo no terminado remueve lo siguiente.

The problem with books is that they end.

It's not the past if it's not finished.

To continue what one had been doing -- which was Dante's idea of hell -- is, I came to see, and the vision frightened me, easy in one's sixties.

No story ever really ends, and I think I know why.

One war ends, another begins.

A life is only a link in the chain. I want other people to continue the experience begun by those before me and dedicate themselves like me and the others before me to this--to go to the furthest reaches of the possible.

It is a matter first of beginning-and then following through.

Nothing succeeds like one's own successor.

Past: Our cradle, not our prison, and there is danger as well as appeal in its glamour. The past is for inspiration, not imitation; for continuation, not repetition.

Here is a toast that I want to give To a fellow I'll never know; To the fellow who's going to take my place When it's time for me to go.

Truly there is no such thing as finality.

Të shikosh. Sa gjë e pashpjegueshme! Ja, unë drejtoj fytyrën nga lagjet e poshtme të qytetit dhe sytë, si dy pompa të fuqishme, fillonin të thithnin dritë dhe pamje të ndryshme: tymtarë, ndonjë dru fiku të vetmuar, rrugë, kalimtarë. E ndjenin ata që unë po i thithja? Mbyll sytë. Stop. Rrjedha ndalet. I hap sytë. Rrjedha vazhdon.