in-the-end

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

In the end, nothing else matters except the love we have shared.

Many politicians are tantalizing storytellers, as they mix facts with fiction, grab our emotion and tell things, they want us to believe. Their factoids are unremittingly reiterated, take a life on their own and in the end become the very truth_ until the bubble bursts.("What after bowling alone?" )

Smartass Disciple: Master, what are you talking about? None of us understand!Master of Stupidity: Be patient! It is not ended yet. The end justifies the means.

A piece of art comes to life, when we can feel, it is breathing, when it talks to us and starts raising questions. It may dispel biased perceptions; make us recognize ignored fragments and remember forsaken episodes of our life story. Art may sometimes even be nasty and disturbing, if we don__ want to consent to its philosophy or concept, but it might, in the end, perhaps reconcile us with ourselves. ("When is Art?")

It is more important to go slow and gain the lessons you need along the journey then to rush the process and arrive at your destination empty.

In the end it was worth it.

(It starts with)One thing, I don__ know whyIt doesn__ even matter how hard you tryKeep that in mind, I designed this rhymeTo explain in due timeAll I knowtime is a valuable thingWatch it fly by as the pendulum swingsWatch it count down to the end of the dayThe clock ticks life awayIt__ so unrealDidn__ look out belowWatch the time go right out the windowTrying to hold on but didn__ even knowWasted it all just toWatch you goI kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apartWhat it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hardAnd got so farBut in the endIt doesn't even matterI had to fallTo lose it allBut in the endIt doesn't even matter

The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

No matter how much we think about something, in the end, the decision is made on how we feel.

In the end, we always regret the life we failed to live.

We may struggle and suffer or we may struggle and win, but the end always remains the end.

It's called the Infinity Effect.

Be lost. Give up. Give In. in the end It would be better to surrender before you begin. be lost. Be lost And then you will not care if you are ever found.

the worst thing," he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter.

When it's all said and done, I hope to die with a smile on my face.