Quotes About Parting

Division is the precursor of death.

I finished my tea. This was the moment, I felt, when I should thank him graciously for his kindness and leave. Otherwise we would have to exchange the stories of our lives and I was too depressed about mine to want to do that.

When the day shall come that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'-ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.

For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love.

There's never a right time to say goodbye.

Sun, I come to see you for the last time.

We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred time, you go back to her and I go back to black.

And forever goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, can you imagine how dreadful this cruel word sounds when one loves?

The last time you're doing something - knowing you're doing it for the last - makes it even more alive than the first.

I thanked him and said goodnight. I left him there and went into the house. Maria was playing 'The Battle Hymn of the Republic.

Very soon the train came puffing up into the station; then two or three minutes, and the doors were slammed to, the guard whistled, and the train glided away, leaving behind it only clouds of white smoke and some very heavy hearts.

One glance he gave, one little smile at parting—it was but for a moment; but therein I read, or thought I read, a meaning that kindled in my heart a brighter flame of hope than had ever yet arisen.

Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell; And they shall cheer and comfort me.

One glance he gave, one little smile at parting--it was but for a moment;but therein I read, a meaning that kindled in my heart a brighter flame of hope than had ever yet arisen.

I would rather admire you from this distance, fair lady, than be the partner of your home.

I don't want to be cross, love cannot be forced. There were tears in her eyes as she left the room.

At seven-thirty we too closed the door behind us; Moortje, my cat, was the only living creature I said good-bye to.

Don't go, he said, and his voice was so soft and imploring that it took my breath away. But I was already going. I barely heard him call out to me: I need you. You're the only friend I have. How tragic those words! I wanted to say I was sorry, sorry for all of it. But it was too late now for that. And besides, I think he knew. All life seemed utterly unbearable to me now.

Goodbye, darling, would I could leave you with something, some little thing...' 'You leave me with all I'll ever need,' she said softly. There was resignation in her voice. 'You leave me with some hours that other women must make up or read about in stories.

Goodbye, Lord Rohan, she said. The door to Lina's house stood open, the footman waitig patiently. I don't expect we'll see each other again. His smile was slow, mocking, irresistibly devilish. Would you care to wager on that, my love?

It was typical of him that he lacked the taste to make a final exit. He spent too long at his farewells, chatting in the doorway, letting in the cold.

Cheers,' she said as I left, 'and don't forget you're seeing Matt and I on Monday.' I thought for a moment she'd said 'matineye', an East End pronunciation of 'matinee'. Was I meant to review it? Then I remembered Matt was the production editor. 'Me won't forget,' me muttered as me went downstairs.

Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

If I could choose, a place to die," it would never have been in your arms, old darling