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writing is like being in love. You never get better at it or learn more about it. The day you think you do is the day you lose it. Robert Frost called his work a lover's quarrel with the world. It's ongoing. It has neither a beginning nor an end. You don't have to worry about learning things. The fire of one's art burns all the impurities from the vessel that contains it.

Just cuz you get to the end doesn__ mean you know what happened.

End is not the End, in fact, E.N.D means "Effort Never Dies".

You need God's direction before you can prosper in anything you do. However, it takes your choices to begin; it takes your passion to stay on; it also takes your integrity to finish it well!

I wonder, with all the flowers in the garden, how many of them ever think of hanging themselves with the garden hose, if ever they can.

There are endings. There are beginnings. Sometimes they coincide, with the ending of one thing marking the beginning of another. But sometimes there is simply a long space after an ending, a time when it seems everything else has ended and nothing else can ever begin.

Once upon a time the fairy tales begin. But then they end and often you don't know really what has happened, what was meant to happen, you only know what you've been told, what the words suggest.

And what's the irony?...In the end... we call the enemy friends... the fake people again friends... should I continue here with the words?

Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.

Infinity is the end. End without infinity is but a new beginning.

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

The greatness of God knows no end.

In the end, if we don't have God we don't have anything other than an end.

There will come a time,' I said, 'when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this' - I gestured encompassingly - 'will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does.

Doubt is a form of pessimism that acts as an agent, which is sent to hinder prosperity on its materilization journey.

And the open road rolled out in front of us.

Step into your track and begin your steps till you reach the end because life is a personal journey.