Quotes About Goodbye

This is a long goodbye, yet not time enough. I have no aptitude for this. I cannot learn this. I would hold on, and hold on, until my hands clutch at emptiness.

You risked much, to give your love to such a one. I stared at him. Love? Did you not know, until now, when you must say goodbye?

Por qué me hacés sufrir, bobo? Ya sé que estás cansado, que no me querés más. Nunca me quisiste, era otra cosa, una manera de soñar. Andate, Horacio, no tenés por qué quedarte. A mí ya me ha pasado tantas veces...

See you in the fall.

The way you're talking…" Tears were shining in Kian's eyes. "It sounds like you don't think you're coming back." Kian to Bree, Spring Frost (Frost Series #7)

At least when somebody's suffocating, you can tell: you see their faces turn blue, their lips quiver, their eyes buck, and their throats jerk. But when a man is mentally packing his bags the suitcase is never out until he's already standing on the other side of the door.

Passerby, do not wish me well with your sour heart. Go away. And I shall be well by your being gone.

Jason: Auf Wiedersehn! (Springt von einer Klippe ins Meer)

All our lives, we rework the things from our childhood, like feeling good about ourselves, managing our angry feelings, being able to say good-bye to people we love.

Espero que la salida sea alegre y espero no volver nunca más.

Good night, sweet prince," M-Bot whispered as the junk crashed to the ground. "Or princess. Or, most likely, genderless piece of inanimate space junk.

They didn't speak as the sun slowly sank before them. Why was it most colorful when it was about to vanish for the night? Was it angry at being forced belong the horizon? Or was it a showman, giving a performance before retiring?

There is nothing left of you, I can see it in your eyes. Sing the anthem of the angels,and say the last goodbye...

My therapist, Diana, retired at the end of our work together (I know, don't say it).

This is not an exit.

He put out his hand for good-bye with a "Splendid, splendid, splendid!" And he left her, in her splendour, still waiting for little Bilham.

By coincidence, this particular tiny show on earth that consists entirely of me talking about sports on NPR is also folding its tent flaps this May of 2017. Yes, this is my swansong, my farewell, my last hurrah. Adieu, adios, arrivederci, auf wiedersehen.

'Five, Six, Seven, Nate!' opens on my 13-year-old protagonist packing up a duffel bag and bidding his Midwestern town goodbye, heading off to start rehearsals for his New York City debut in 'E.T.: The Musical.'

Leaving San Francisco is like saying goodbye to an old sweetheart. You want to linger as long as possible.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I'd never existed.

I will not try to convince you to love me, to respect me, to commit to me. I deserve better than that; I AM BETTER THAN THAT...Goodbye.

Anyone who decides to leave his country forever has to resign himself never to see his family again.

Park was never going to love her more than he did on the day they said goodbye. And she couldn't bear to think of him loving her less.