A Quote by William Throsby Bridges

We come to beginnings only at the end. — © William Throsby Bridges
We come to beginnings only at the end.
New beginnings – professional, personal, or come what may – are always uncomfortable, but being open to them is the only way to grow. In the end, we are all capable of so much more than we think.
You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles.
More than just an end to war, we want an end to the beginnings of all wars.
I've been trying to fit everything in, trying to get to the end before it's too late, but I see now how badly I've deceived myself. Words do not allow such things. The closer you come to the end, the more there is to say. The end is only imaginary, a destination you invent to keep yourself going, but a point comes when you realize you will never get there. You might have to stop, but that is only because you have run out of time. You stop, but that does not mean you have come to an end.
A society that's addicted to narratives with beginnings, middles, and endings will eventually yearn to end. We just want it to end.
It's lonely to say goodbye. Very lonely. Partings are the beginnings of new meetings. Beginnings happen because there are endings…Meetings. Beginnings. It's not too late…to believe in them after the fact.
From the end spring new beginnings.
There is no end to learning, but there are many beginnings.
Beginnings are apt to be shadowy and so it is the beginnings of the great mother life, the sea.
Partings are the beginnings of new meetings. Beginnings happen because there are endings.
I never finished any of my early stories. They were all beginnings, an endless number of beginnings.
Tracing the beginnings of the interwoven stories of science can be arbitrary, as beginnings are so often lost in the mists of time.
I make so many beginnings there never will be an end.
Endings are beginnings, and beginnings are ours to turn into something good.
No story has a beginning, and no story has an end. Beginnings and endings may be conceived to serve a purpose, to serve a momentary and transient intent, but they are, in their fundamental nature, arbitrary and exist solely as a convenient construct in the minds of man. Lives are messy, and when we set out to relate them, or parts of them, we cannot ever discern precise and objective moments when any given event began. All beginnings are arbitrary.
Beginnings play their prized part in every finished human accomplishment, for beginnings mean the birth of added progress.
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