Quotes About Departure

Dick" Counterfly had absquatulated swiftly into the night, leaving his son with only a pocketful of specie and the tender admonition, "Got to 'scram

Around then Jade happened by again. "Thought that was you," Doc said, "though we ain't exactly been wallerin in eye contact. Got your note at the office, but why'd you go runnin away like that? we could've hung out, you know, smoke some shit.

Each is a cold announcement of dead ends, suns that will refuse to stand, but flee south, ever south, leaving us to north-without-end.

Roger and Jessica leave the doctor at a side entrance, into which he melts, leaving nothing but rain dripping from slopes and serifs of an unreadable legend on the lintel.

Even the photographs were on the mantelpiece and the medicine bottles on the shelf above the wash-stand. Her clothes lay across a chair—her outdoor things, a purple cape and a round hat with a plume in it. Looking at them she wished that she was going away from this house, too. And she saw herself driving away from them all in a little buggy, driving away from everybody and not even waving.

Great," Keagan said simply. "Nice to meet you, Miss Castle. I'm off for a week, so I won't be around for a while." He sounded relieved. "But Jack Smith

Let's get our things afore either one of them changes their mind." Cass

He left as silently as he'd come. Pierre LaManche favored crepe-soled shoes, kept his pockets empty so nothing jangled or swished. Like a croc in a river he arrived and departed unannounced by auditory cues. Some of the staff found it unnerving.

ear that she doubted if they would be able to get this particular train when the doors opened and people began to descend.

the departing crowd. She giggled and jerked her thumb to where her mother and the stranger stood. 'Look at that! They're holdin' hands! Tell you what, May, we'll have a bet. I bet you ten bob our mam gets herself a feller before we go to university.' 'You're on, April

He says he had to go help someone in a desperate situation. Who, exactly, he refuses to say. He doesn't know when he's going to be back, but suggests we put off the wedding for a few days. The rotter! How dare he just zoom off and not tell me where he's going, or who he's going to help, or what exactly he's up to!" Yeah, how dare he go out and be all heroic and stuff when you want him here slobbering over your big boobs.

Her cheeks burned afresh at the memory of that final night before her departure from Sibu. She had gone to his berth out in the saloon and pleaded with him to let her stay—sinking every last vestige of pride in her desperation to be with him. Only he hadn't cared. He'd told her roughly to get back to her cabin and stop making a fool of herself. Next time he needed a woman, he had said, he would make sure it was one and not some silly little girl with romantic notions.

Folks do not want to see a body disappear before their very eyes. Not me at least.

Everything isn't dead. Only gone.

I am gone and am not coming back, but I remember everything.

Imaginary friends often leave without warning.

Anything that humanity does from here on out is a wave at the band as we leave the dance floor.

I came out from the Father and have come into the universe. Again I leave the universe behind and proceed on my way to the Father.

I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.

I'll be on my way soon," he promised. "Let me pay for this first." He put the "S" on the counter. He'd chosen milk chocolate. She preferred dark.

Meus dias são sempre como uma véspera de partida. Movimento-me entre as pontas como quem sabe que daqui a pouco já não vai estar presente. As malas estão prontas, as despedidas foram feitas. Caminhando de um lado para outro na plataforma da estação, só me resta olhar as coisas lerdo e torvo, sem nenhuma emoção, nenhuma vontade de ficar.

A clean break is best. In

Long years, and so many of them that, one by one, their hopes for a child began to pack their bags and depart.

His love for her had never been stronger. He caressed her arm, as if he were caressing the soul that had now left her body. He didn't look back when he left. It was not 'good-bye', it was 'until we meet again'.