Everything's always ending. But everything's always beginning, too

La fin est dans le commencement et cependant on continue.

begin, and cease, and then again begin

Everything's always ending. But everything's always beginning, too.

Hello everyone!
I suppose that you think that nothing much is happening at the moment. Ah ah ah! Well, that's what I want to talk to you all about: endings. Now, endings normally happen at the end. But, as we all know, endings are just beginnings. You know, once these things really get started, it's jolly hard to stop them again.
However, as we have all come this far, I think, under the circumstances, the best solution is that we all just keep going. Let's keep going inside, never an ending. Let's remember that this world wants fresh beginnings. I feel here, in this Country, and throughout the world, we are crying out for beginnings, beginnings!
We never want to hear this word "endings". I know you don't want to sit down. Of course, you're looking for the good start. Of course you're looking for a fresh start. Isn't that charming? Do you know, I really feel I could dance...

The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.

Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end.
But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

The ending is the beginning, and the beginning is the first step, and the first step is the only step.

I have a story to tell you. It has many beginnings, and perhaps one ending. Perhaps not. Beginnings and endings are contingent things anyway; inventions, devices. Where does any story really begin? There is always context, always an encompassingly greater epic, always something before the described events, unless we are to start every story with “BANG! Expand! Sssss…,” then itemize the whole subsequent history of the universe before settling down, at last, to the particular tale in question. Similarly, no ending is final, unless it is the end of all things…

Stories do not end.

Often when you think you're at the end of something, you're at the beginning of something else.

Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

Beginnings are very elusive things, almost as elusive as true endings.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.