All Quotes By Tag: End

“You get towards the end of life—no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of any likelihood of change in that life. You are allowed a long moment of pause, time enough to ask the question: what else have I done wrong?”

“And the only thing I knew how to do was to hold on as tightly as possible and count every single second until I reached the last one. The one I dreaded most.Sudden, violent, final.The end.”

“The only way the journey ends is if you stop moving.”

“Just because you came to the end of your rope, doesn’t mean that you were climbing down.”

“But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both the time – and the reason – to do that.”

“I am that piece of a puzzle, which would never fit in any puzzles out there. I am that sky, which refused to turn blue every morning. I am that bird, which always had broken wings and yet always tried harder to fly. And I am that tunnel, which neither had a beginning nor end but one could always see the light at both the ends.”

“If you start killing time, in the end time will kill you.”

“And at the end of the night, they realized how important those little stars were, which they ignored while adoring the beauty of the moon whole night.”

“Religion starts with desolation and ends with misery.”

“I’ve been trying to fit everything in, trying to get to the end before it’s too late, but I see now how badly I’ve deceived myself. Words do not allow such things. The closer you come to the end, the more there is to say. The end is only imaginary, a destination you invent to keep yourself going, but a point comes when you realize you will never get there. You might have to stop, but that is only because you have run out of time. You stop, but that does not mean you have come to an end.”

“The greatness of God knows no end.”

“My fear has brazenly taken pen in hand and redefined a horizon as the termination of everything instead of the beginning of many things. And the first thing I need to do is get my pen back.”

“Death. What a brief word for the extinguishing of life. To be no more. To have days cut off and at their end. To never again……….anything.”

“But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?”

“Eventually, however, the denial turned into emptiness and my childhood ended.”