The End Quotes

“No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! Look, it is the first page! And it is a beautiful one!”
― C. JoyBell C.

“One of the best times for figuring out who you are & what you really want out of life? Right after a break-up.”
― Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

“Realize that if a door closed, it’s because what was behind it wasn’t meant for you.”
― Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

“Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“Even seasonal situations can bring with them lessons that last a lifetime. If the love doesn’t last, it prepares you for the one that will.”
― Mandy Hale, The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass

“No book can ever be finished. While working on it we learn just enough to find it immature the moment we turn away from it”
― Karl Popper

“the nurse smiled and patted my arm. “Don’t give up yet. Sometimes when we think God has written The End, what he really means is The Beginning.”
― Rachel Van Dyken, Ruin

“Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.”
― The Nightvale Podcast

“It's a good story,' he said. He even grinned at me. 'I'll tell you.'

'Please,' I said.

And then he did.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“Harry Potter," he said very softly. His voice might have been part of the spitting fire. "The Boy Who Lived."

None of the Death Eaters moved. They were waiting. Everything was waiting. Hagrid was struggling, and Bellatrix was panting, and Harry thought inexplicably of Ginny, and her blazing look, and the feel of her lips on his--

Voldemort had raised his wand. His head was still tilted to one side, like a curious child, wondering what would happen if he proceeded. Harry looked back into the red eyes, and wanted it to happen now, quickly, while he could still stand, before he lost control, before he betrayed fear--

He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“She emptied her mind of all thought of herself, of her children, of all anger, of all rebellion, of all questions. Then with a profound and deeply willed desire to believe, to be heard, as she had done every day since the murder of Carlo Rizzi, she said the necessary prayers for the soul of Michael Corleone.”
― Mario Puzo, The Godfather

“The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on.
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you”
― The Doors, The Doors

“I already knew our “ever after” wouldn't always be happy or even comfortable―and clearly it couldn't be expected to go according to plan. Still, it was ours. And we were both determined enough to see it through to “the end.”
― Angela N. Blount, Once Upon an Ever After

“You'll write to me, won't you?" Albus asked his parents immediately, capitalizing on the momentary absence of his brother.

"Every day, if you want us to," said Ginny.

"Not every day," said Albus quickly. "James says most people only get letters from home about once a month."

"We wrote to James three times a week last year," said Ginny.

"And you don't want to believe everything he tells you about Hogwarts," Harry put in. "He likes a laugh, your brother.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“When the onset of universal night is finally acknowledged as irreversible even the coldest cynic will be astonished at the celerity with which every rule and stricture shoring up this creaking edifice is abandoned and every aberrancy embraced. It should be quite a spectacle.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Passenger

“Mithorden said it well," she said finally. "It's worshipping death. They say they follow light. But, in the end, they're really following desolation, division, the end of things. You should hear their prophecies -- war, destruction, only special chosen people are spared." She felt sad and angry. Worse, she wondered to what ends people who believed these things would go to assert their views.”
― Robert Fanney

“How the thought of meeting lost loved ones would sweeten one's last moments, how eagerly would one embrace them, and what bliss to live together once more in immortality! He suffered agonies when he considered religion's charitable lie, which compassionately conceals the terrible truth from feeble creatures. No, everything finished at death, nothing that we had loved was ever reborn, our farewells were for ever. For ever! For ever! That was the dreadful thought that carried his mind hurtling down abysses of emptiness.”
― Émile Zola, The Joy of Life

“The flowers themselves were strong and hardy. They filled the green with color and thrived on Camp Lakeview's land. Together. They spent the summer, and every summer thereafter, swaying lazily in the breeze, frozen in time.”
― Melissa J. Morgan, Suddenly Last Summer

“And when the end comes, we shall see the end. We shall see and understand how we started better. We shall see those who started well and those who ended well. When the end comes, we shall surely see the end!”
― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

“Tomas turned the key and switched on the ceiling light. Teraza saw two beds pushed together, one of them flanked by a bedside table and a lamp. Up out of the lampshade, startled by the overhead light, flew a large nocturnal butterfly that began circling the room. The strains of the piano and violin rose up weakly from below.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Love that bore me I bear back to my Origin with no loss, I float over the vomiter
thrilled with my deathlessness, thrilled with this endlessness I dice and bury,
come Poet shut up eat my word, and taste my mouth in your ear.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Kaddish and Other Poems

“Smartass Disciple: Master, I believe that the truth will prevail at the end.
Master of Stupidity: No 'the end' for the truth. 'Prevail' is something else.”
― Toba Beta, Betelgeuse Incident: Insiden Bait Al-Jauza

“They will write you and call you and find you over and over again to tell you that you are nothing to them because you’re everything to them.”
― Darnell Lamont Walker

“Many of you, I'm sure, don't like your jobs. But imagine if someone told you right now that your story about me would be your last. After this, you'll never be able to write another word for as long as you live. How would you feel?”
― Andre Agassi, Open

“لم يقُل لأحد أنه ذاهب ولم يودع أحدا واحتفظ بالكتمان الحديدي الذي لم يكشف فيه لأحد سوى أمه سر عاطفته المقهورة ، ولكنه في عشية السفر اقترف حماقة قلبية أخيرة كان يمكنها أن تكلفه حياته .


ارتدى في منتصف الليل بدلة الآحاد وعزف وحيدا تحت شُرْفة فرْمينا داثَا فالس الحب الذي وضعه لها ، والذي لا يعرفه أحد سواهما الاثنين ، وكان خلال ثلاث سنوات شعار توافقهما المتناقِض ، عزفه مدمدماً بكلمات الأُغنية على الكمان الغارق بالدموع وبإلهام زخم جعل كلاب الشارع تبدأ بالعواء منذ النغمات الأولى ، ثم تَلَتْها كلاب المدينة بأَسرها ، ولكنها أخذت تصمت بعد ذلك شيئا فشيئا في أُفُق الموسيقى الى أنْ انتهى الفالْس بِصمْت ما ورائي ، لم تُفتَح الشُرْفة ، ولم يُطِل أحد الى الشارع حتى ولا الحارس الليلي الذي يهرع عادةً بفانوسه محاولاً التحضُّر بالاستماع الى فُتات موسيقى السيرنادات الليلية .


لقد كان ذلك الفصل رقية تفريج عن فلورنْتينوأَريثَا ، لأنه ما أن خبَّأ الكمان في علبته وابتعد في الشوارع الميتة دون أن يلتفت الى الوراء حتى فقدَ الشعور بأنه سيغادر في صباح اليوم التالي وانتابه إحساس بأنه قد غادر منذ سنوات طويلة وبِقرار قاطع ألّا يعود أبدا .”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“Mortally you will feel how it is to be whole and in ruins”
― Darnell Lamont Walker

“I fingered the winterkilled grass, looping it round the tip of my finger like hair, ruffling its tips with my palms. Another year has twined away, unrolled and dropped across nowhere like a flung banner painted in gibberish. "The last act is bloody, however brave be all the rest of the play; at the end they throw a little earth upon your head, and it's all over forever.”
― Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

“Because every joy will run out. And so will every life. And maybe that's what I mourn as my children grow: the fact that they and I and we will one day not be here at all. No one's getting out of here alive.”
― Mary Laura Philpott, I Miss You When I Blink: Essays

“Darkened Light by Stewart Stafford

Ephemeral life fading,
As a ground shadow,
The cat in the shade,
The sun's arm draped.

Pose for a photograph,
Thousand-yard stare,
In denial of expiration,
That bodily eviction.

Take a breather inside,
Too drained for more,
Crash and burn out,
Let quietus wash over.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Kidnapping, blackmail, betrayal…our path to where we were now was anything but conventional. I wasn’t a storybook princess, and Rhys wasn’t Prince Charming.
I didn’t want us to be.
Because while what we had wasn’t a traditional fairytale by any means, it was ours. And it was forever.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Games