Everything has to end before it can begin.

Somewhere out there the world must have an end.

There is an end for everything you do in life.

Everything has to come to an end, sometime.

No banquet was eternal. Everything had an end. Everything.

Anything that can't go on forever will eventually stop.

There has to be an end somewhere, he thought. Each thing has to end, or there will never be any room for beginnings.

All things that have been in this world, all things that are or will be in it, have to vanish: we have our sad farewell to give them.

The world is always ending, for someone.

Que todo termina en un instante
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If his thinking has been sound, then this world is at the end of its tether. The end of everything we call life is close at hand and cannot be evaded.

The world, as it is now, wants to die, wants to perish — and it will.

Anything which can be counted is finite and will come to an end.

The world began in hazard and will end in it.