Final thoughts are so, you know, final. Let's call them closing words.
That's all folks!
You won't hear from me again.
It is over with; I am in the history books.
It's hard to close people out, regardless whether you're sweeping them or ending the series, period. It's hard.
All good things have to come to an end, and the male cheerleader has come to an end
When something is over, it is over.
This is the end of this subject for me for a long time.
I've said all that I've had to say.
Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.
The journey is over. Love to all.
When a campaign is over, boom, it's over.
Endings are not my thing.
When the play is over, it's over.
Anytime a curtain closes forever, that's always sad news.
We had a good run, and now it’s over; what’s wrong with that?
But it was an ending.
Come children, let us shut up the box and the puppets, for our play is played out.
Everything has to come to an end, sometime.
I'm sorry to see it end.
What is an ending? There's no such thing. Death is the only ending.
To make an end is to make a beginning.
At the end of the day it's the end of the day.
As they say in Corsica... Goodbye!
The play is done; the curtain drops, Slow falling to the prompter's bell A moment yet the actor stops And looks around to say farewell.
For me, I learned from my father that when it's over, it's over.
