Quotes About Parting

The parting at Burnet was not a happy one.

Death is a misery.

ME SIENTO MAL POR TI VIEJO AMIGO, PERO AL FINAL DEL DIA FUE MEJOR QUE TE FUERAS.

I love you, " I whisper over and over again. "Don't go, " I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.

They were both sad that their love had died, but they agreed that there was nothing they could do about it. They would just have to part.

This isn't goodbye, okay. There are no goodbyes... not between us.

The first kiss is the deepest.""The last breath is the hardest.

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes.Breathing your air…. touching your skin…… Saying goodbye….The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.

Our parting was like a stalemate….Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost.And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.

Sometimes "Good bye" is just another way of saying "I love you

I wish not to tell you how I feel, I choose silence so that you leave, Kiss me goodbye and set me free...

He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they'd met, when he'd understood that the prince was his brother in soul. "I love you.

Some might say it was lack of love –I would say it was out of love.

Never knew the word Goodbye could scatter my heart into pieces. Just 1 word, could made me cry over you.

If bye is meant to be separation, why do people say good bye.

Our hearts have already been broken. Maybe I can help to heal hers, even if it means ripping mine to shreds when she leaves and I have to say good-bye.

Their world seemed made of little losses. she was always having to say goodbye, part with something. A brilliant sunset. A blossom. A sweet feeling.

Had I known, I would not have left you, alone beneath those stars, on the night when I last saw you, not knowing it was the last.

I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.

And we hug and I begin to tell her that I love her before words become impossible and we simply breathe together in each other's arms for a minute, before I go. Before I have to be elsewhere.

We left the way one leaves a cherished but impossible love: our hearts heavy with regret but beating with great hope.

All I was afraid of is saying good-bye.

Sully: I never said good-bye Giselle: Such a needless word when you love somebody