There must be a beginning of any great matter, but the continuing unto the end until it be thoroughly finished yields the true glory.
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There must be a beginning of any great matter, but the continuing unto the end until it be thoroughly finished yields the true glory.
I am heartily rejoiced that my term is so near its close. I will soon cease to be a servant and will become a sovereign.
Among the basic freedoms to which men aspire that their lives might be full and uncramped, freedom from fear stands out as both a means and an end. A people who would build a nation in which strong, democratic institutions are firmly established as a guarantee against state-induced power must first…
I was afraid of the boogeyman until I was fourteen or fifteen. The boogeyman was the devil who could appear in any form. Before I went to sleep, I had to look under my bed. The boogeyman was death and death was the greatest fear of all.
Neither yet can you be able to prove, that we either by word or writing have affirmed, that the principal end of any man’s creation was perpetual pain.
Things have come to a pretty pass Our romance is growing flat For you like this and the other While I go for this and that Goodness knows what the end will be; Oh, I don't know where I'm at... It looks as if we two will never be one Something must be done
It all ends in tears anyway.
I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
So that was the way. No fair play. Once down, that was the end of you
A real failure does not need an excuse. It is an end in itself.
In the end? Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.
Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? They gi…
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
So to the end when life’s dim shadows fall, Love will be found the sweetest song of all.
It was too good to last.
And the end and the beginning were always there Before the beginning and after the end.
There comes an end to all things; the most capacious measure is filled at last; and this brief condescension to evil finally destroyed the balance of my soul.
My only point, the only point that I'm making, is life has got to be allowed to continue even after the dream of life is--all--over....
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.