Coming To An End Quotes

I don’t gravitate toward any particular genre. I like to do things that interest me, regardless of genre. I’ve had a blast doing Cosmos, and I’m said that it’s coming to an end. I would like to do something else like that.

But big people’s illnesses are always made to sound big. The simple shutting and opening of the royal arse-hole was made to sound as if the world was coming to an end.

But at the same time I went down into the mines with working miners who are still young men, younger than I am, who are aware that their working life is coming to an end and they feel suddenly cut off.

Knowing that everything comes to an end is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing that we ourselves are coming to an end. Before we get it we live in a continuous present, and imagine the future as more of that present. Happiness is endless happiness, innocent of its own sure passing. Pain is endless pain.

The reality is, that no matter what you do in this life, it’s coming to an end. Once you accept there’s nothing that you can do about your own mortality, then you’re now free. You have no control, so stop pretending you do. And just get on with living your life. Stop living in fear.

Presents can make up for some of the disappointments that life doles out, such as it makes almost no sense and is coming to an end more quickly than ever.

I am glad my life is coming to an end. To think that it might last another five hundred years, now that would be terrible, in my case.

Maybe I’m wrong,” Mom said. “Maybe the world really is coming to an end.” “Should I try Fox News?” I asked. Mom shuddered. “We’re not that desperate,” she said.

I think that’s coming to an end. And, you know, when we … we can’t beg them [russians] to get along with us. And I think there was some of that going on, which has now ended.

The Roman Empire came to an end, but the Roman people didn’t come to an end, so I see the American Empire coming to an end just as other empires have come to an end.

You know how chickens are, imagining the world coming to an end one moment, then pecking corn the next.

Civilization is coming to an end, you understand.

It’s sad, something coming to an end. It cracks you open, in a way – cracks you open to feeling.

Something told him that something was coming to an end. Not the world, exactly. Just the summer. There would be other summers, but there would never be one like this. Ever again.

Glaring at the Gasman, ter Borcht said, “Your time is coming to an end, you pathetic failure of an experiment. Vhat you say now is how you vill be remembered.” Gazzy’s blue eyes flashed. “Then you can remember me telling you to kiss my-” “Enough!” ter Borcht said.

Apocalypse does not point to a fiery Armageddon but to the fact that our ignorance and our complacency are coming to an end.

The most perfect melodic shapes are found in Mozart; he has the lightness of touch which is the true objective … Listen to the remarkable expansion of a Mozart melody, to Cherubino’s ‘Voi che sapete’, for instance. You think it is coming to an end, but it goes farther, even farther.