Quotes About Parting

Je ne suis pas sûr que mon collègue ait eu raison de lui faire un bras d'honneur alors que le ferry s'éloignait du quai.

It is seldom indeed that one parts on good terms, because if one were on good terms one would not part.

Thus saying, from her husband's hand her hand Soft she withdrew

Was I to have never parted from thy side? As good have grown there still a lifeless rib. Paradise Lost, Book IX, l. 1154

The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.

They didn't talk for a while. Johnson popped the top on the second beer, took a long swig, then tossed the nearly full can over his shoulder and down the hill. "Good-bye, old friend," he said. "I'll believe it a year from now," Virgil said. Johnson: "Say, this whole stop-drinking thing . . . it doesn't include margaritas, does it?" —

How can you say goodbye to someone who is a part of you?

Farewell has a sweet sound of reluctance. Good-by is short and final, a word with teeth sharp to bite through the string that ties past to the future.

I will. I surely will. Good-by, ma'am." As

And when he drove away from his old friends they knew they would not see him again, although he did not say it. He took to gazing at the mountains and the trees, even at faces, as though to memorize them for eternity.

How I love them. How good they are. They endure endless hours of me talking about the future. They keep me near and at the same time bid me farewell. That is what real love is.

Farewell, my children, forever. I go to your Father.

It was as though in these last minutes together - when they had so much to say - they could say nothing of the least significance, for fear it open the floodgates.

Please send me your last pair of shoes, worn out with dancing as you mentioned in your letter, so that I might have something to press against my heart.

There are two times in every mans life when he is thoroughly happy; just after he has met his first love and just after he has parted from his last one.

All days will pass, all moments will last, each friend will part, it's a journey too fast.

Some people come into your life for a lifetime and some of them came to take part of it as a scene.

Not everyone we meet will stay in our life some people come in our life just to teach us some good lessons.

Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. All we have is between hello and goodbye.

When people walk away from you. Let them go, your destiny is never tied to anyone who leaves you, and it doesn't mean they are bad people. It just means that their part in your story is over.

the renunciation that they promised cost her less; because, moreover, in a scene of parting, it is the person who is not genuinely in love that makes the tender speeches, since love does not express itself directly

People leave for a reason. They tell you what it is. They offer the right of reply. They do not just leave. No, that is childish. That is the only absurd hypothesis.

It's strange, you know. You can be friendly with people year after year, fish with them on the weekends, attend parties and cookouts, and then one day the reason you're drawn together is gone—and they're gone too. It's strange—and sad.

and I said good-bye to all the kids, several of whom were crying. Sarawa just slipped quietly away. I never