Everything has to come to an end, sometime.

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

Tudo o que começou tem forçosamente um fim neste mundo.

Whatever has a beginning must have an ending.

Modus in rebus—there must be an end of things.

The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.

Somewhere out there the world must have an end.

The beginning of the end, the beginning of the end," muttered Lo Hawk. "We must preserve something."
"The end of the beginning," sighed La Dire. "Everything must change.

Yet all things must die.
The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.
All things must die.

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

There is an end for everything you do in life.

If something cannot go on forever, it will stop.

"Every transformation demands as its precondition "the ending of a world"-the collapse of an old philosophy of life."

Everything ends in death, everything. Death is terrible.