Harnett-Hargrove

 A few choice endings;

But will I have the strength to joke at that moment?

Only one regret. I hate to leave while there's so much going on. It's like quitting in the middle of a serial. I doubt there was so much curiosity about the world after death in the past, since in those days the world didn't change quite so rapidly or so much. Frankly, despite my horror of the press, I'd love to rise from the grave every ten years or so and go buy a few newspapers. Ghostly pale, sliding silently along the walls, my papers under my arm, I'd return to the cemetery and read about all the disasters in the world before falling back to sleep, safe and secure in my tomb.

-L. Bruñel / My Last sigh

 The light off the one weak lamp in a rusty circle fell across the brickheaps and the broken wood and the dust that had been houses once, where the small and hardly known and never-to-be-forgotten people of the dirty town had lived and loved and died and, always, lost.

-D.Thomas / Portrait of the Artist as Young Dog

-J.Steinbeck / East of Eden

 M.Hurd/Goodnight Moon

 

 I’ll be satisfied with this, and leave it go. 

A loose knotted ending so the spirits can come sit for a spell, 

and then be on their way. -jahh / unfinished script

Love, Mercy, Fortitude, War, Peace, Poetry, Music, — these may be symbolized as any shall prefer: by figures of either sexing of any age; but a slender girl in her first young bloom, with the martyr's crown upon her head, and in her hand th esword that severed her country's bonds — shall not this, and no other, stand for PATRIOTISM through all the ages until time shall end?  -M.Twain / Joan of Arc

Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago. -Melville / Moby Dick

N. Gaiman/Mr. Punch

Then they went down together, and the King awoke, and the Queen, and the whole court, and looked at each other in great astonishment. And the horses in the court-yard stood up and shook themselves; the hounds jumped up and wagged their tails; the pigeons upon the roof pulled out their heads from under their wings, looked round, and flew into the open country; the flies on the wall crept again; the fire in the kitchen burned up and flickered and cooked the meat; the joint began to turn and frizzle again, and the cook gave the boy such a box on the ear that he screamed, and the maid plucked the fowl ready for the spit. And then the marriage of the King's son with Briar-rose was celebrated with all splendor, and they lived contented to the end of their days.  -Bros.Grimm / Briar rose