Quotes About Parting

We were too late for the elevated, and walked back downtown through Hanover Street. I remember that wall. We switched from Tremont up Beacon, and Pickman left me at the corner of Joy, where I turned off. I never spoke to him again.

This was the last evening that she should breathe the same air with him or gaze on the starry sky and the deep sea. An eternal night, without a thought or a dream, awaited her.

Why is it that the right people never wind up together? Why are people so afraid to leave a relationship, even if they know it's a bad one?

Goodbye, kind year, we walk no more together. But here in quiet happiness we part.

People will walk in and walk out of your life, but the one whose footstep made a long lasting impression is the one you should never allow to walk out.

Let us look again for a moment; it is the last time, perhaps, I shall see the moonlight with you.

We all have to find our own ways to say good-bye.

For the thousandth time he wished he'd just met her. That they were but two strangers traveling together, that such lovely, filthy thoughts did not break him in two, but were only a pleasant pastime as he slowly fell under the spell of her aloof beauty and her hidden intensity. … But no, they'd met long ago, in the furthest years of his childhood. Their chances had come and gone. All they had ahead of them were a tedious road and a final good-bye.

He looked at her as if he hadn't seen her in a very long time. Or perhaps, as if he might never see her again, and must memorize her features one by one.

I want the sea to tell them I've found someone I want to marry and that I have to say good-bye—

Death ends a life but not a relationship. I

He first deceased; she for a little triedTo live without him, liked it not, and died.

And, if you love me, as I think you do, let's kiss and part, for we have much to do

I prithee send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine; For if from yours you will not part, Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?

I'm backing down now. I really do love you. That's why I'm doing this.

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you.

Goodbye -- Because I love you.

Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.

Parting is worse than death; it is death of love!

The warm love has the coldest end.

Love that well which thou must leave ere long.

I have fooled life and life has fooled me. We are quits. I say good-bye. Think sometimes in the hour of happiness of your poor, comical fool who loved you truly and so well.

Why didn't he say goodbye? I gave myself a bruise. Why didn't he say 'I love you'?

One should part from life as Odysseus parted from Nausicaa-blessing it rather than in love with it.