Quotes About Parting

Goodbye, Hari, my love. Remember always--all you did for me." -I did nothing for you." -You loved me and your love made me--human.

Woke the next day and found her note. Love ya, goodbye, that's all she wrote.

true love never says goodbye

This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, to love that well which thou must leave ere long

They leave me and I love them more.

I too have known the inward disturbance of exile, The great peril of being at home nowhere, The dispersed center, the dividing love; Not here, nor there, leaping across ocean, Turning, returning to each strong allegiance; American, but with this difference - parting.

He watched her every move and when she left the room, his eyes allowed her reluctantly to go.

I left his room because, and only because, we had said all we could say. The unsaid words pushed roughly against the thoughts that we had no craft to verbalize, and crowded the room to uneasiness.

G'night, Van. Love you.

It's so much easier to walk away than it is to have to explain to someone that you never want to see them again.

I hate confrontations. It's so much easier to walk away than it is to explain to someone that you never want to see them again.

Good bye AEHS. You suck. I hate you. And yet... Somehow I'll miss you too.

But of course, we had to part—always—because, well, because that was life. It was full of unsavory things I didn't want to do, like dishes and homework … and saying good-bye.

It was time to say good-bye. I love you. Always, Jack sent. Always and forever.

He squeezed her hand one last time. Then Jack was gone and she was alone.

Dylan leaned down, and she could feel his lips, soft and inviting, gently kissing hers. Then Dylan was gone.

Goodbye, Mac," she said for the last time, and left unsaid a million more things.

I'm clear with all my bitches...I hump her till she bites me. Then it's adios bitches, time for BALL.

My grief was a heavy, despairing sadness caused by parting from a companion of many years but, more important, it was a despair rooted in the fear that love did not exist, could not be found. And even if it were lurking somewhere, I might never know it in my lifetime.

My grief was a heavy, despairing sadness caused by parting from a companion of many years but, more important, it was a despair rooted in the fear that love did not exist, could not be found.

They had marched all the soldiers' miles together, and now their ways parted. They would promise reunion, but such promises were so rarely kept.

I think our relationship with Epic had run its natural course, and it happened to coincide with the fulfillment of our contract. We decided not to resign with them.

We pass now quickly from each other's sight; but I know full well that where beyond these passing scenes you shall be, there will be Heaven.

I did actually have a deal with Columbia, but it became increasingly clear to me after signing with them that they didn't know what to do with me and I didn't know what to do for them, so we agreed to go our separate ways.