A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us." We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find...... a perfect paper airplane.
Ellen HopkinsMots clés kiss death ending paper airplane
There's never a beginning for eternity.
Toba BetaMots clés eternity ending beginnings
I'm the demonslayer. Come and get me.
Dan WellsMots clés ending john-cleaver demonslayer
Just that maybe … maybe you don’t want to change the story, because you don’t know what a different ending holds.
Ann VoskampWe're still on the run. That's for sure.
Right on. This time we're on.
And we won't stop till we win.
Mots clés ending running noriko shuya
But as long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential.
Sarah DessenMots clés life truth ending potential start
Non. Tu n'es plus le maître anonyme du monde, celui sur qui l'histoire n'avait pas de prise, celui qui ne sentait pas la pluie tomber, qui ne voyait pas la nuit venir.Tu n'es plus l'inaccessible, le limpide, le transparent. Tu as peur, tu attends. Tu attends, place Clichy, que la pluie cesse de tomber.
Georges PerecMots clés ending return-to-normality
I have an impulse to write all over the orange walls- I need an alphabet of endings ripped out of books, of hands pulled off of clocks, of cold stones, of shoes filled with nothing but wind.
Jandy NelsonMots clés write ending jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
I’m drinking a glass of water in the empty hotel bar at the Principe di Savoia and staring at the mural behind the bar and in the mural there is a giant mountain, a vast field spread out below it where villagers are celebrating in a field of long grass that blankets the mountain dotted with tall white flowers, and in the sky above the mountain it’s morning and the sun is spreading itself across the mural’s frame, burning over the small cliffs and the low-hanging clouds that encircle the mountain’s peak, and a bridge strung across a path through the mountain will take you to any point beyond that you need to arrive at, because behind that mountain is a highway and along that highway are billboards with answers on them – who, what, where, when, why – and I’m falling forward but also moving up toward the mountain, my shadow looming against its jagged peaks, and I’m surging forward, ascending, sailing through dark clouds, rising up, a fiery wind propelling me, and soon it’s night and stars hang in the sky above the mountain revolving as they burn. The stars are real. The future is that mountain.
Bret Easton EllisMots clés ending
If you want a happy ending, it just depends on where you close the book!
Orson WellesMots clés happy ending white collar mozzie
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