We blind ourselves to the truth, because we are weak, because we hope. But there is no hope for love. Love ends in betrayal.
When life ends up breathtakingly f*****, you can generally trace it back to one big, bad decision. The one that sent you down the road to S***sburg.
Some fairy tales do come true, but none ever truly end.
If you could see your whole life from start to finish, would you change things?[to Ian]
This is the end and the beginning.
Watson wrote the story, but he changed the ending.
I’ll love you forever. Death is not the end.
You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.
We all end up dead, it’s just a question of how and why.
This will be a day long remembered. It has seen the end of Kenobi, and will soon see the end of the rebellion.
This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time.
The art of survival, is a story that never ends.
