Quotes About Closure

I am not glad she is dead, but I am not sorry she is gone.

What I couldn't see is that sometimes the healing is not in the forgetting but in the letting go. Sometimes the answer you need is to a question you don't know how to ask.

that the quickest relief will come in forgetting.

Mrs. Scatcherd says we should make a clean slate," I say. "Let go of the past." "I can let go of the past, no problem." He picks up the wool blanket that has fallen to the floor and tucks it around the lump of Carmine's body, covering the parts that are exposed. "But I don't want to forget everything.

What I couldn't see is that sometimes the healing is not in the forgetting but in the letting go.

Feeling around in the bag, he said, "Aw, shit. I meant to get you a chain to clip these on." He patted her knee. "Don't worry about it. That'll be part two." Two weeks later, coming home late one night, he lost control of his car, and that was that. Within six months, Molly was living somewhere else. It would be years until she bought herself that chain.

Vivian said she wanted to clean out her attic. But I think what she really wanted was to see what was in those boxes one last time. And remember those parts of her life.

They embraced and parted. They never saw each other again.

The dead bolt made a heavy, satisfying thunk as he turned the lock, and Jake found that he liked that sound. He liked it very much.

Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.

Courtrooms (can) be exciting arenas where combating attorneys (fight) out issues of life and death, but there (is) nothing exciting about a courtroom where tired old loves (go) to die, or to be exhumed for delayed post-mortem.

While telling her I realised that the story of her is much more to do with how she is ended than how she began.

It was much more difficult to be alarmed by the events of a day that was almost over.

When two people decide to get a divorce, it isn't a sign that they "don't understand" one another, but a sign that they have, at last, begun to.

Our story is over, the ink has dried, each of us must move on now and it will be as if we had never met, never loved, and never dreamt together.

Getting rid of you is a good thing, that's why I don't write you back I'm vomiting every memory from my system

I'm not going to bother with you anymore I don't need all the extra thought I got enough right now as it is Not going to wait for your phone calls Not going to think about you And what it would be like it were different It's not different It's like this

I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.

Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.

It all begins and ends in the same place, doesn't it? Conor and me in Ballyutogue. We all come home eventually.

it's closing time

A story always ends just when it comes to an end. Like a breath.

When you suggest that the client close at a loss... The words that I consider to have magical power in the sense that they make for a more easy acceptance of the loss are these: "Transfer your assets.

I close my eyes and melt in its embrace, basking in the sweetest balm of forgiveness: that for which one need not even ask.