O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you! She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men’s noses as they lie

Romeo and Juliet. ACT I Scene 4. ... Fall reminds me of Romeo and Juliet.

Does a bad end negate a good beginning? 

Somehow they all end that way.