Anybody know who came up with this quote?

[DTCwordfan]

"All good things must come to an end, but I wouldn't have wanted it to end any other way or with any other people."

No idea of the author or what it was in.....anybody know?

Thanks in advance.

[sandyRoe]

Could it be from A Moveable Feast, Hemingway?

[factor-fiction]

You aren't preparing your epitaph are you?

[albaqwerty]

have done a bit of searching, apparently it shows up on a website called notafairytale.tripod something or other but as my connection is a bit dodgy at the moment, can't help further. Sorry.

[DTCwordfan]

Thanks all and no it is not an epitaph, factor (lol) or a flounce, much that two people around here would like that prospect - thought of using it in something I am writing at the moment....

I'll try a Heminway search with it, Sandy..... thanks again.

[DTCwordfan]

sorry Hemingway - must be the booze, a bit like him! (actually I am sojer as a budge!)

[DTCwordfan]

I'll have to order that over to my kindle and re-read it, Sandy. Some of his phrases are so evocative. I had forgotten A Moveable Feast.

The descriptors such as:

"All of the sadness of the city came suddenly with the first cold rains of winter, and there were no more tops to the high white houses as you walked but only the wet blackness of the street and the closed doors of the small shops, the herb sellers, the stationery and the newspaper shops, the midwife - second class - and the hotel where Verlaine and died where I had a room on the top floor where I worked."

or "On a cold windswept street, this was a warm, cheerful place with a big stove in winter, tables and shelves of books, new books in the window, and photographs on the wall of famous writers both dead and living. The photographs all looked like snapshots and even the dead writers looked as though they had really been alive."

Wonderful.....

[Elderman]

The dtcrosswordfan just kept on eating and munching on his hay
He didn’t seem to grasp or know it was a Delphianl Day.
And still he kept on chomping when later came to view
Two ABers complete with wings to beat
The Christians were dumbstruck too.

And then while they were feeding Three Aetheists came by with gifts
With words of reality they spoke, then said goodbye and left.
And yet the dtcrosswordfan kept munching and packing it away
The Aethesist truisms kept wafting as they watched o’er where he lay.

But Lo! He stopped his chewing, his mandibles hanging slack,
The Realist woke up and gazed at him- and he is gazing back.
So when dtcrosswordfanis eating and he stops and stares unfazed…..
well all good things must come to an end,

[DTCwordfan]

That has nothing to do with the subject - try again, Elderman. Or try a course in reflective poetry.

[RATTER15]

Elderman, I just doesn't work mate!! never mind lol

[Elderman]

You blind to, look at picture.

[DTCwordfan]

He, Elderman, must be on the bottle of "Satan's blood" tonight - he can't even get his English right, ratter.....

He should stick to our cider.....whatever the source, geographically.

[DTCwordfan]

But then, it would be a sore waste of our excellent apple juice!

[maggiebee]

Elderman, could you tell me where you got words of your "poem"

[DTCwordfan]

I wonder where, maggie, thanks by the way.......

[sandyRoe]

Does that verse have a Miltonian ring to it?

[woofgang]

long shot....could it come from the last episode of star trek next generation? the one called "all good things"