Quotes About Closure

But what is done is done, and you cannot change that. Ma quelche fatto è fatto e non si può cangiar.

I never did believe the rumors," Lacey said. "It's a way of filling a void. The human mind doesn't like unanswered questions. The instinct is to fill the unknown gaps with something, anything, even if it's bizarre. That's why closure is so important. Knowing, even when the truth hurts, you know?

Death card is a sign that you need to draw a line through the past in order to move forward. It says: Release what no longer serves you.

I look back to where my life had been. It's always risky to think of letting go. That's why this is the perfect ending. Nothing left to reconcile.

But many people come to therapy seeking closure. Help me not to feel. What they eventually discover is that you can't mute one emotion without muting the others. You want to mute the pain? You'll also mute the joy.

at some point in our lives, we have to let go of the fantasy of creating a better past.

We marry our unfinished business.

So what I say is this: You can have compassion without forgiving. There are many ways to move on, and pretending to feel a certain way isn't one of them.

You can have compassion without forgiving. There are many ways to move on and pretending to feel a certain way isn't one of them.

They wish they could stay longer but don't know how to say this directly. Acknowledging their attachment makes them feel too vulnerable.

Happy endings aren't for cowards.

Ellie closed her eyes and felt the aching loneliness well up inside her chest.

No one likes to talk about the positive parts of getting older and aging into orphanhood, how with your parents you often bury a lot of things you were never able to confront or fix or let go of.

I'll remember you," she promised and did as she'd promised herself she would, she walked away.

What does a sign on an out-of-business brothel say?" He beamed. "Beat it, we're closed.

I need a girl night. And you . . ." She divided a look between them. "You two need a cooling-off period." She shoved a brownie in Cam's hand, then pushed him over the threshold and shut the door in his face. "There. I thought he'd never leave.

it would be a real pity to die when I'd finally put tabs on who had gotten me into this mess—

I closed the door behind me, while life went on.

Although it felt much longer, within a few seconds the pilot came over the loudspeaker. He spoke in German and Roxanne couldn't discern much from the tone of his voice. Then she heard the passengers who could understand him audibly gasp. This made her even more frightened. Finally, in somewhat broken English, the pilot announced that airspace over the United States was closed and he had been ordered to land in Gander, Newfoundland. He offered no further explanation.

No one gets over anything.

I'll never look into your eyes again

We all know that if we are to live ourselves there comes a time when we must relinquish the dead, let them go, keep them dead. Let them become the photograph on the table. Let them become the name on the trust accounts. Let go of them in the water. Knowing this does not make it any easier to let go of them in the water.

Water under the bridge and dynamite it behind you.

There is an airport in Hermosillo, and Hermosillo is only eighty-five miles about Guaymas, but to fly is to miss the point. The point is to become disoriented, shriven, by the heat and the deceptive perspectives and the oppressive sense of carrion. The road shimmers. The eyes want to close.