Quotes About Parting

It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.

Farewell until eternity, where you and I shall not find ourselves together.

She was achingly conscious, as he escorted her as usual to the door of her room, that this was the last time she would be with him like this.

They had told each other their stories, yet had failed to understand what had happened. And they had parted. It was all over. But why should that be? They had loved each other passionately six years before, had defied their families in order to marry, and had grieved for each other ever since. They loved and wanted each other now. Why should they be apart forever? Had they not suffered enough?

Doubtless it will be a relief to be free of me and my troubles.

Soon she would know him only in memory. Soon she would lose him.

For there was no more friendship and never would be again.

Los adioses, por dolorosos que sean, deben decirse. Al final de cada historia hay que escribir la palabra «Fin»

Por qué todo lo maravilloso tiene que quedar atrás?, pensó. ¿Por qué tenía que haber tantos adioses en la vida?

He rode away from her with the deepest regret.

But she did not want to break away. This moment was the whole of life. Tomorrow he would be gone.

She wished and wished that he had not come. She had thought all that turmoil behind her. She had achieved a hard-won measure of tranquility in the past three months. She did not want it all destroyed. She did not want another three days with him. And the inevitable parting again. She did not believe she could hold on to her sanity if she had to go through all that again. If! She was already going through it.

But good-byes are hard to say . . . when a friendship is a very close one.

Better the dull pain of bitter memories, he was half inclined to think, than the raw pain of this new parting that was upon him. And there seemed to be nothing he could do to avert it.

He would see her for perhaps five minutes the next morning, when he would be tongue-tied with all there was to say. And then the journey back to London. And Cassandra. And his wedding. And the rest of his life. And never Allie again. Never again.

The next few days were all she could ever have of him.

Please believe me, darling, it will break my heart in two to leave you here. But I cannot take you. I must go quickly. Please understand.

Good-bye, Elizabeth, he said. I wish things might have been different for you and me.

It is all over now, love, he said, a smile lifting one corner of his mouth. We do not have to part ever again. I can take you home with me.

One and twenty fare-thee-wells!

Annie and Jack waved good-bye to the old man.

Go! Have fun!" Annie said. She began walking away. "I'll see you later! Bye, Plato!

Alas! I regret that I am taken from you; and, happy and beloved as I have been, is it not hard to quit you all? But these are not thoughts befitting me; I will endeavor to resign myself cheerfully to death, and will indulge a hope of meeting you in another world.

About half an hour afterwards he attempted again to speak, but was unable; he pressed my hand feebly, and his eyes closed for ever, while the irradiation of a gentle smile passed away from his lips.