#inning

Beginnings are sudden, but also insidious. They creep up on you sideways, they keep to the shadows, they lurk unrecognized. Then, later, they spring. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#spring

Catherine Land liked the beginnings of things. The pure white possibility of the empty room, the first kiss, the first swipe at larceny. And endings, she liked endings, too. The drama of the smashing glass, the dead bird, the tearful goodbye, the last awful word which could never be unsaid or unremembered. It was the middles that gave her pause. This, for all its forward momentum, this was a middle. The beginnings were sweet, the endings usually bitter, but the middles were only the tightrope you walked between the one and the other. No more than that. ↗

— Robert Goolrick

#endings #middle #drama

Talking, talking. Spinning a web of words, pale walls of dreams, between myself and all I see. ↗

— John Gardner

#dreams #i #i see #myself #pale

There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go? ↗

— Joe L. Wheeler

#god #nature #summer #nature

Yes, you may have your cake and eat it too. I will only take the rest of the world along with all the other cakes in it, thank you! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#inspirational-attitude #inspirational-life #life-and-living #attitude

Upon achieving a lifelong dream, I thought, this is the way to live your life -- in the moment, and to the fullest. ↗

— Lorii Myers

#life-and-living #life-lessons #winning-from-within #dreams

In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here. ↗

— Daniel Barenboim

#came #here #in the beginning #out #silence

I'm a mad dog whose only concern is winning. ↗