Do not wait until the near end of your life to realize that you have not fully lived to love.
When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring only grasses thrive. I sat down on my hat and wept bitterly till I almost forgot time. A thicket of summer grass Is all that remains Of the dreams and ambitions Of ancient warriors.
Not all boats which sail into darkness never find the sun again, or the hand of another child; if life teaches anything at all, it teaches that there are so many happy endings that man who believes there is no God needs his rationality called into serious question.
The dark ending does not cancel out the brightness of the middle. Your day of greatest joy cannot be dimmed by any shame.
I'm not looking for happiness. But I'm not looking for an ending either. pg. 544
Maybe the ending isn't even really the point. Just as long as there was a happy somewhere along the way.
Every story has four parts: the beginning, the middle, the almost-ending, and the true ending. Unfortunately, not everyone gets a true ending. Most people give up at the part of the story where things are the worst, when the situation feels hopeless, but that is where hope is needed most. Only those who persevere can find their true ending.
If I’m only looking at an ending, I’ll assume that an ending is all that there is. And without a doubt, that kind of assumption is the beginning of the end.
There's nothing on Earth like really nailing the last line of a big book. You have 200 pages to tickle their fancy, and seven words to break their heart.
In the planning stage of a book, don't plan the ending. It has to be earned by all that will go before it.
To respect the dignity of a relationship also implies accepting the end when it comes. Except in my mind, except in my dreams, where the aftertaste of her still lingers.
Despite the fact that I have no regrets about how things turned out in my life, I still can't help wanting to understand my intense relationship with Leo, as well as that turbulent time between adolescence and adulthood when everything feels raw and invigorating and scary-and why those feelings are all coming back to me now.
A horrible end is better than endless horror.
What the trees can do handsomely-greening and flowering, fading and then the falling of leaves-human beings cannot do with dignity, let alone without pain.
In them and between them flourished the heat of life, the madness of love, and the sudden absolute certainty of the end of all that they knew.
Between himself and her there was that kind of division which is more insurmountable than enmity; for estrangements produced by good judgment will last when those of feeling break down in smiles. Not the lovers who part in passion, but the lovers who part in friendship, are those who most frequently part forever.
We ended the way all good things in my life had a way of being put to rest – abrupt and without my permission.
I love you too, but my time with you has passed.
It's an erase all your playlists kinda day
The problem with books is that they end.