LAST SENTENCES

[Anonymous No.15870193]

post your favorite last sentence from literary works

[Anonymous No.15870203]

>>15870193
>On the second day, a sail drew near, nearer, and picked me up at last. It was the devious-cruising Rachel, that in her retracing search after her missing children, only found another orphan.

[Anonymous No.15870214]

>The end
simple, elegant, concise

[Anonymous No.15870275]

>>15870193
>"If I have bored you, accept my apologies and consign me to the flames"

[Anonymous No.15870421]

>>15870193

[Anonymous No.15870550]

>>15870193
On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.

[Anonymous No.15870570]

>>15870193
—for all these here letters and offers I been getting because I mean like remember this here book that time where they wanted me to write about success and like free enterprise and all hey? And like remember where I read you on the train that time where there was this big groundswill about leading this here parade and entering public life and all? So I mean listen I got this neat idea hey, you listening? Hey? You listening…?

[Anonymous No.15870572]

>THIS IS NOT AN EXIT

[Anonymous No.15870616]

Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.

[Anonymous No.15870939]

For a moment, he thought he heard a woman's voice . . . the wisdom of the ages . . . whispering up from the chasms of the earth.

[Anonymous No.15871039]

>>15870203
"i'm going to write the great American novel"

it's already been written

[Anonymous No.15871093]

>>15870193
Timshel

[Anonymous No.15871169]

>>15870193
>"And but so, it was all an infinite jest"

[Anonymous No.15871311]

>and then I woke up and it was all a dream...

[Anonymous No.15871319]

In the end, I was the American psycho all along.

[Anonymous No.15871328]

Learn from the master

[Anonymous No.15871331]

I'd go with the venerable zen master Dogen Zenji's death poem

Fifty-four years lighting up the sky.
A quivering leap smashes a billion worlds.
Hah!
Entire body looks for nothing.
Living, I plunge into Yellow Springs.

What a monumental summarization of buddhist thought!

[Anonymous No.15871339]

>>15871331
Oh, it seems that I went with "last things written by someone." rather than last sentences from literary works.

[Anonymous No.15871407]

>>15870193
Which book is this?

[Anonymous No.15871613]

>>15870572
this

[Anonymous No.15871637]

>and with this earth shattering revelation, I end my diary desu

[Anonymous No.15871685]

>>15871637
and with this earth shattering fart, I end my diary desu

[Anonymous No.15872017]

The weight of this sad time we must obey;
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
The oldest hath borne most: we that are young,
Shall never see so much, nor live so long. [Exeunt, with a dead march.]

[Anonymous No.15872069]

>>15870193
>And so it was, the Crying of Lot 49.

[Anonymous No.15872102]

>>15870214
Not >le fin

[Anonymous No.15872113]

>thanks for calling me Ishmael, really appreciate it.

[Anonymous No.15872135]

>Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.

[Anonymous No.15872252]

>>15870193
E. Kasner & J. Newman, Mathematics and the Imagination.

[Anonymous No.15872303]

In the end, we truly were in Slaughterhouse Five.

[Anonymous No.15872311]

Heh... I guess the real Blood Meridian was the friendship between us.

[Anonymous No.15872317]

>>15870193
¡QUEDA ESCRITO!

[Anonymous No.15872320]

Turned out the bell tolled for Robert Jordan.

[Anonymous No.15872323]

>>15870193
>Rather than accept their foreclosure, the British preferred to go to war

[Anonymous No.15872347]

>>15870193

>He could feel his heart beating against the pine needle floor of the forest.

[Anonymous No.15872400]

>>15872347
now that's kino

[Anonymous No.15872450]

>>15872347
favorite

[Anonymous No.15872453]

>>15870193
>I invite you to make a closer examination of your duty and the obligations of your official position on this earth, because all of us now have a dim conception of it, and we hardly [...']

>[Here the manuscript breaks off]

[Anonymous No.15873181]

> “As he caught his footing, his head fell back, and the Milky Way flowed down inside him with a roar.”

[Anonymous No.15873223]

>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.

[Anonymous No.15873462]

>>15870193
>Slowly, very slowly, like two unhurried compass needles, the feet turnedtowards the right; north, north-east, east, south-east, south, south-south- west;then paused, and, after a few seconds, turned as unhurriedly back towards theleft. South-south-west, south, south-east, east..

[Anonymous No.15873540]

>Gripping the receiver, I raised my heads and turned to see what lay beyond the phone box. Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere. Again and again I called out for Midori from the dead centre of this place that was no place.

Norwegian Wood was the first 'literary' book I ever read and the ending really hit me and has stuck with me every since, even if it is a bit plebby.

[Anonymous No.15873551]

>>15870275
Not posting the entire thing...

[Anonymous No.15873557]

>It appears we are, after all, our own, Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring.

[Anonymous No.15873575]

>>15872102
La fin*, since it's feminine.
But anyway, they usually only write "Fin."

[Anonymous No.15873588]

>>15870193
>>15870203
>>15870275
>>15873557
>>15873560
>>15873577
>I'M PEPE THE FROG AND I'M VERY POPULAR
>YOU MAY HAVE SEEN MY PICTURE POSTED FREQUENTLY ON THE INTERNET BOARDS
>I'M A CRUDELY DRAWN CARTOON FIGURE WITH NO DISCERNABLE RACE OR GENDER
>BUT LOOK HOW CUSTOMIZED MY EXPRESSION IS
>THESE ARE MY ELECTRONIC EMOTIONS THAT I DOWNLOADED FROM 4CHAN.COM AND REDDIT.EDU
>THEY HELP ME FIT IN
>I'M A REAL BOY
you are all schizo retards that have no identity in real life so you submit to a fake identity fed to you by your jewish masters as you brainlessly consume retarded internet content

you are a counterfeit human
a completely retarded drone that is addicted to artificial stimulus
you can't sustain a single thought or emotion without being stimulated by memes or some other retarded form of media

kill yourself

[Anonymous No.15873593]

>>15873588
so mad

[Anonymous No.15873597]

>>15873588
stop projecting lmao

[Anonymous No.15873598]

>>15872317
I feel I recognise this but can't quite put my finger on it

[Anonymous No.15873616]

>Meet Mrs. Bundren.

[Anonymous No.15873618]

>>15870193
>Dass keine Hand die andere fand
>und dunkler Wein am Boden rollte.
>That neither hand could find the other
>and dark wine rolled on the floor.

[Anonymous No.15873622]

>>15872102
I said concise, not communist.

[Anonymous No.15873626]

>His limbs fell slack with chill; and with a moan his life, resentful, fled to Shades below.

[Anonymous No.15873632]

I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita.

[Anonymous No.15873636]

"Right away, we told the coast guard to look in the vicinity of one small island south of Hawaii," explained his friend and former secretary Wendi Rothman. "Before leaving for the south Pacific, Manning talked all the time about wanting to visit a place called Palmyra Island."

[Anonymous No.15873639]

>>15873540
>even if it is a bit plebby
m8, the reading interests on here are so esoteric most people you could mix 50/50 real authors mentioned here and fake ones you made up and even experienced normie readers would never know the difference. Norwegian Wood was a good book. It was not profound or life changing in the way some books are, but it was comfy and interesting and imo well-written, nothing shameful about it.

[Anonymous No.15873642]

>>15872069
She awaited the Crying you dimwit
>>15873551
>>15872453
Absolutely Based
>>15872135
Meh

[Anonymous No.15873699]

>So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

[Anonymous No.15873705]

>>15873588

[Anonymous No.15873740]

>>15871637
fucking based

[Anonymous No.15873794]

So long and thanks for all the fish

[Anonymous No.15873877]

>>15873575
unironically never know what this was until now because i couldn't be bothered to search it. why it is used so much? just say end or the end.

[Anonymous No.15873894]

>He strikes fire in the hole and draws out his steel.Then they all move on again.

[Anonymous No.15873895]

>>15870193
ὣς οἵ γ᾽ ἀμφίεπον τάφον Ἕκτορος ἱπποδάμοιο

[Anonymous No.15873927]

For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out my fingers to the abomination within that great gilded frame; stretched out my fingers and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass.

[Anonymous No.15873961]

"Does it matter? Grace is.... everywhere."

I think he died just then.

[Anonymous No.15874000]

There is only one misery . . . not to be saints

[Anonymous No.15874014]

>>15873588
>Calls other people schizos
>"fed to you by your jewish masters"

[Anonymous No.15874024]

>>15873894
seriously, what the FUCK did he mean by this?

[Anonymous No.15874042]

>>15872347
Did he get the shot off

[Anonymous No.15874071]

>He loved big brother.
Very haunting.

[Anonymous No.15874208]

>>15873616
lol

[Anonymous No.15874218]

>>15871407
second book of mishima's tetralogy

[Anonymous No.15874222]

>>15873588
Cool it with the anti-semitic remarks.

[Anonymous No.15874238]

I hate Brett but for some reason this is the most memorable line in my list of read books:
“Oh, Jake,” Brett said, “we could have had such a damned good time together.”
Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me.
“Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”

[Anonymous No.15874251]

>>15874222
we gotta go on fucking bitchute to watch his videos now

[Anonymous No.15874500]

My pen halts, though I do not. Reader, you will walk no more with me. It is time we both take up our lives.

To this account, I, Severian the Lame, Autarch, do set my hand in what shall be called the last year of the old sun.

[Anonymous No.15874523]

>Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth

Really Marquez???

[Anonymous No.15874638]

>>15873588
Hey man just having some fun. Remember what it's like to have fun? Stay safe bro

[Anonymous No.15874647]

>>15873598
Niebla, by Unamuno.

[Anonymous No.15874993]

>The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.

[Anonymous No.15875054]

>Nevermore, shrieked the man with the big hat and the beard, nevermore will the moon be thine again, nevermore will you find a friend, nevermore will you be content, nevermore.

[Anonymous No.15875095]

>A wind came across the ocean, sweeping with it a pall of fine white ash. The ash fell into the sea and into the breakers. The breakers washed dead shrimp ashore with the driftwood. Then they washed up the whiting. The shark swam out to his deepest waters and brooded in the cold clean currents. He was very hungry that season.

[Anonymous No.15875129]

>>15870193
Start with the Greeks.

[Anonymous No.15875252]

>Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice? Only words, words; to be led out to battle against other words.

[Anonymous No.15875266]

>Start with the Greeks.

[Anonymous No.15875271]

>>15873699
>So we beat off, fags against the current, bare backing ceaselessly into my ass.

[JN !!vXXhA/qzhjm No.15875469]

“Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled evilly.”

[Anonymous No.15875754]

>>15870616
yes. best short story ever.

[Anonymous No.15875837]

>>15873877
It's the french version

[Anonymous No.15875855]

>>15873588

[Anonymous No.15875894]

>>15873588
>you are all schizo retards that have no identity in real life so you submit to a fake identity
This is all of reality, anons.

[Anonymous No.15875909]

>The Pistolero holstered his Colt, and his eyes was like horses in a flaming barn.

[Anonymous No.15876121]

>>15872453
i hope that son of bitch monk that made him burn his manuscript is having a hot one down under!
>we will never have a Dead Souls trilogy featuring the story of chichikov's redemption

[Anonymous No.15876214]

>"When I look up, I see people cashing in. I don't see heaven or saints or angels. I see people cashing in on every decent impulse and every human tragedy."
The magic of a tragic comedy is that, when executed well, the tragic moments hit you with tenfold intensity.

[Anonymous No.15876280]

>>15874523
What did this ending mean btw?
I'm a turbo-brainlet, please send assistance.

[Anonymous No.15876807]

>>15872113
Kek

[Anonymous No.15877050]

>>15873699

[Anonymous No.15877518]

>>15873540
Nah, I feel ya

[Anonymous No.15877534]

Now everybody-

[Anonymous No.15877712]

>The future is brighter when we
have the right language to understand it.

[Anonymous No.15877719]

>>15877050
From this point on, I will cross out the last sentence in library book copies of the Great Gatsby and write this instead.

[Anonymous No.15877848]

>>15870193
"Well then, reader, let us meet again, if we live. Let us keep our spirits up. Do not despair. Goodbye."

[Anonymous No.15878040]

>>15876214

Not the last sentence though.

[Anonymous No.15878066]

>in the end, it really was, an Infinite Jest

[Anonymous No.15878184]

>>15877050

Well played sir. We should have a thread, LAST LINES AS THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN

[Anonymous No.15878191]

>>15878066
BRAVO DAVID

[Anonymous No.15878226]

>>15872347

EH's best ending, I think. Better than A Farewell To Arms & The Sun Also Rises, though they're more well-known.

(And The Old Man And His Boat has a terrible ending I M O )

[Anonymous No.15878696]

>>15873588

[Anonymous No.15878746]

>>15877050
Whoa is this real

[Anonymous No.15878756]

>Alone he watched the sky go out, dark deepen to its full. He kept his eyes on the engulfed horizon, for he knew from experience what last throes it was capable of. And in the dark he could hear better too, he could hear the sounds the long day had kept from him, human murmurs for example, and the rain on the water.
dont even care for the rest of the book

[Anonymous No.15878779]

Goddamn if this ugly motherfucker can't write an ending

>Meanwhile I feel almost redeemed by the fact that I ask hardly anything of her; and the first night she stayed here when I told her goodnight and she kissed me on the lips I almost didn’t want that although it was sweet; it was almost as if Catherine didn’t trust me since she actually kissed me, the way that God shows miracles to little children because they are not yet old enough to do without them. But I knew that Catherine had kissed me because she trusted me, and that made me happy then but now I am sad because by the time my eyes close each night I suspect that as usual I have been fooling myself, that she, too, is in her grave.

I wouldn't even say it's a great book, but these two lines have stuck with me more than any other last sentence

[Anonymous No.15878869]

>Even as the Chuck came up over the horizon, lingering only to feed and seed the clouds with amber wonder, Sneed knew he'd be fucked and sucked by Chuckdown.
A modern masterpiece.

[Anonymous No.15879619]

>>15874071
Reddit

[Anonymous No.15879882]

snumps bump and dump

[Anonymous No.15879962]

When I think of great last paragraphs/lines, it's usually short stories (or poems). You would think a novel could have a much more powerful ending because it's had so much longer to built up FEELS, but I think it's too large-scale. It much be something you think about in a general way, but it isn't going to be summed up in a few words. But a short story can be.

I always liked this one:

He began to work on the slip-knot doggedly with his teeth. His mind was almost a blank, but not quite. He knew one thing. He knew he would do no more casting alone at night. Not in the dark of the moon. No, not he.

― The Sea Devil (Arthur Gordon)

[Anonymous No.15880163]

>>15870193
The grace of the Lord Jesus be with all. Amen.

[Anonymous No.15880324]

>>15877719
You’re doing God’s work

[Anonymous No.15880327]

>>15876280
Thorough the novel Macondo is repeatedly subjected to foreign influences, and its ephemerality is implied with the recurring references to ice. The ending takes that into its logical extreme: Macondo’s history and eventual demise were literally written in advance, and we read about its destruction just as Aureliano Babilonia himself does within the text, on the very last sentence of the book. Note that those are also the same parchments the first Aureliano tried to read when Melquiades moved into the Buendía household

[Anonymous No.15880342]

>>15872135
>posting portrait rather than the true goat Joyce
“His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.”

[Anonymous No.15880373]

>and even though we were no longer a family, we knew would always be the Brothers Karamazov

Why is Dosto such a hack?

[Anonymous No.15880481]

>>15870193
>And they are dancing, the board floor slamming under the jackboots and the fiddlers grinning hideously over their canted pieces. Towering over them all is the judge and he is naked dancing, his small feet lively and quick and now in doubletime and bowing to the ladies, huge and pale and hairless, like an enormous infant. He never sleeps, he says. He says he'll never die. He bows to the fiddlers and sashays backwards and throws back his head and laughs deep in his throat and he is a great favorite, the judge. He wafts his hat and the lunar dome of his skull passes palely under the lamps and he swings about and takes possession of one of the fiddles and he pirouettes and makes a pass, two passes, dancing and fiddling all at once. His feet are light and nimble. He never sleeps. He says that he will never die. He dances in light and in shadow and he is a great favorite. He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
I know the epilogue technically has the final sentence, but this paragraph will always be my favorite. Pic somewhat related

[Anonymous No.15880565]

>>15870193
"The messenger spoke, "Yes, my king?"

Tycho looked at the setting sun before his eyes wandered about the darkening blue sky - finally his eyes caught sight of the first bright celestial object in the night sky.

Tycho focused in silence for a moment upon the planet or star which first appeared - the king's eyes darted back to the setting sun - Tycho finally broke his silence, "Have space command bring back the mothership - have them securely mount the terraforming tool upon it.

We're going aboard the Solar Warden."

- Storm Maze by Raindrop Freefall (2019)

[Anonymous No.15880655]

>>15872113
lol

[Anonymous No.15880696]

>>15873551
What is this from?

[Anonymous No.15880732]

>>15873877
French cinema is very popular and helped popularize it in other cultures

[Anonymous No.15881988]

For sale: baby shoes, never worn.

[Anonymous No.15882018]

>>15881988

[Anonymous No.15882724]

>>15870193
He stopped under a tree to let the young lady die. He couldn't feel her in the dark, nor could her voice touch his ear. Nothing was heard: the night was perfect silence. Listened again: perfectly mute. He felt that he was left alone.

[Anonymous No.15882737]

>>15870193
at along last captain ahab found the white whale and befriended him, the end.

[Anonymous No.15882769]

>And soon now we shall go out of the house and go into the convulsion of the world, out of history into history and the awful responsibility of Time.

[Anonymous No.15882802]

>>15877050
I snorted. VERY NICE

[Sage No.15883306]

We shall dive down through black abysses; and in that lair of the Deep Ones we shall dwell amidst wonder and glory forever.

[Anonymous No.15883640]

Til human voices wake us and we drown

[Anonymous No.15883675]

>>15877050