All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
What in life can love not penetrate?
...the human spirit knows, deep down that all lives intersect.
But our eyes are different, what you see ain't what I see.
It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.
With endless time, nothing is special. With no loss or sacrifice, we can’t appreciate what we have