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When it grows dark, we always need someone. This thought, the product of anxiety, only comes to me in the read more
When it grows dark, we always need someone. This thought, the product of anxiety, only comes to me in the evenings, just when I'm about to end my writerly explorations.
It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.
It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
Have regard to the end.
[Lat., Finem respice (or Respice finem).]
Have regard to the end.
[Lat., Finem respice (or Respice finem).]
A dead end can never be a one way street; you can always turn around and take another road.
A dead end can never be a one way street; you can always turn around and take another road.
In my end is my beginning.
In my end is my beginning.
The end must justify the means.
The end must justify the means.
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman,
seldome end well.
[A morning sun and read more
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman,
seldome end well.
[A morning sun and a wine-bred child and a Latin-bred woman
seldom end well.]
