All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown. Whate'er the course, the end is the renown.

The end crowns all, And that old common arbitrator, Time, Will one day end it.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

In the end, we lost IndoChina to the communists. But we did not lose Southeast Asia.

The insane pursuit of the holy grail of a balanced budget in the end is going to drive the economy into a depression.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!