In the end, we begin.
It’s better to burn out than to fade away.
If something cannot go on forever, it will stop.
Usiangalie nyuma kujutia vitu ulivyovifanya, angalia nyuma kujifunza kutokana na makosa uliyofanya.
Why there is word for “End”???, which mean why there is “End”,…!?
(So far it doesn’t exist!?)
A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.
Foolish man, what do you bemoan, and what do you fear? Wherever you look there is an end of evils. You see that yawning precipice? It leads to liberty. You see that flood, that river, that well? Liberty houses within them. You see that stunted, parched, and sorry tree? From each branch liberty hangs. Your neck, your throat, your heart are all so many ways of escape from slavery … Do you enquire the road to freedom? You shall find it in every vein of your body.
We are all fools with our sons. We wipe them and suckle them and all we expect is for them to be grateful to the end of their days.
Doubt is a form of pessimism that acts as an agent, which is sent to hinder prosperity on its materilization journey.
Beautiful roads do not always lead to beautiful places! Heaven may be hidden at the end of an ugly road! Do not be deceived by the beginning; try to see the end!