Quotes About Endings

While telling her I realised that the story of her is much more to do with how she is ended than how she began.

Love, the quest; marriage, the conquest; divorce, the inquest.

Our story is over, the ink has dried, each of us must move on now and it will be as if we had never met, never loved, and never dreamt together.

Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec

After... The seas have dried out The trains have come to a shrieking holt The hounds of the abyss cease to howl The prisons have closed their doors The pigs have no one to arrest except themselves The drugs no longer have an effect When it's all over All I'll remember is you

It looks like freedom but it feels like death, it's something in between I guess. It's closing time.

It was ending too soon, the way everything did, everything except Ebola viruses and really bad people like psychopaths. Those things never ended.

Culturally even, you have shows like 'Friends' or 'Sex in the City' that are imbibed along with like fairy stories, which are all about The One. Then we feel like we're looking for it, and if relationships end, what we've experienced isn't valid.

Death, I had discovered long ago, was available in varying flavors, and none of them particularly palatable.

Everything comes to an end. A good bottle of wine, a summer's day, a long-running sitcom, one's life, and eventually our species. The question for many of us is not that everything will come to an end but when. And can we do anything vaguely useful until it does?

Life is too short to waste time on books that end badly." "By badly you mean unhappily, right?" "As far as I'm concerned, the two are synonymous.

Life is too short to waste time on books that end badly.

All ghost stories come to this, she understood. All ghost stories end in one of two ways: You are dead or I am dead . If people only understood this, Portia thought, they would never be frightened, they would only need to ask themselves, Who among us has died? And then she occurred to her that she was the ghost in her story. She had spent years haunting her own life, without ever noticing.

You shut the door and you pull the curtains and then it's as long as a thousand years and yet so soon ended.

Happy ending are only a pause. There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together. Forgiveness redeems the past. Forgiveness unblocks the future.

Stories end in reverie, tragedy, or forgiveness.

There are only three possible endings —aren't there? — to any story: revenge, tragedy or forgiveness. That's it. All stories end like that.

There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together. Forgiveness unblocks the future. (p.225)

Raccontami una storia, Pew. Che storia, piccola? Una a lieto fine? Non ne troverai una in tutto il mondo. Nessun lieto fine, dunque? Nessuna fine.

If there are only four possible endings to any story – comedy, tragedy, revenge and forgiveness –

My work was done, so it was time to start digging my grave again.

You can't just hope for happy endings. You have to believe in them. Then do the work, take the risks.

When the game is over it is really just beginning.

If I learned one thing that day, it was that Peter Bartholomew, Arnulf, even Saint John the Divine had all been wrong. The world did not have to end with ten-horned beasts and dragons, angels and fantastical monsters. The prophets who foretold those things had succumbed to the extravagance of their imaginations, and it had played them false. Nothing on earth could be so terrible as men.