Quotes About Departure

Now the end has come, and I am filled with sorrow that our ways must part: the path I would rather take is the one that leads to life.

Any leader who cling on power is ready to be considered mean, during and after his departure.

Really life is a short trip. We are all passengers, there is no rest even after death.

The world will be such a lonely place whenever I decide to leave it.

We all love being in heaven, but no one is ready to leave the world just yet.

she grabbed her bag and strode to the front door, able to hear the murmur of the Hudson in the background. She wondered if the house had a water view, or if the trees blocked it. Probably didn't matter to a being who could fly up for a good vantage point.

When she closed the door, she took the happiness with her.

All my loves leave me in the winter snow.

Death forces a grace period on all of us. The dying offer the living a final chance to be the best that they can be. We must take our cues from them, value the moments that lead up to and follow their departure, and work toward acceptance after they are gone. This is a vow as sacred as any we will make over the course of our lifetimes.

It had come as a relief when she had been forced to go into the hospital in Emporia, where she could be given drugs that made her sleep, sleep through an investigation that did not include her sons, sleep through the quiet departure of her older boy to another town, another college, and sleep through the funeral and burial of a beautiful girl who'd had a name, who'd had a family, who'd had a life.

I walked out. I left. Andy Jankowski had taught me how.

But it's more complicated than you think, how you feel about a person. Sometimes I think that if she'd asked me, even once, to stay, I would have stayed forever. The Rabbis teach that we each hold worlds within us. Maybe both these things are true. But she never asked. And so I had to leave.

The point of which is—it is technically possible to check in to, say, a transatlantic flight, check your bags, go through passport control, wave good-bye to your loved ones (or loathed ones, whichever is more applicable in your particular circumstances), and yet nonetheless somehow not leave when the plane does. You just have to be really motivated.

What did he do to make you leave?" she asks. "If you don't mind me prying." "He married me," I say softly.

Write about "leaving." Approach it any way you want. Write about your divorce, leaving the house this morning, or a friend dying.

Life is funny like that; just about the time you're able to fully appreciate the accommodations, you're checking out of the hotel.

There's no such thing as a person who has to go away.

Tohru: Shigure is always smiling. But, I wonder if I gave him some problems with my request. Yuki: The only ones who can truly understand what Shigure is thinking is Hatori and... a few other people. Someone has said this before. It is said that he is like a "tide..." A tide that carries you away when you get too close to it. The tide touches your feet... But when you reach down to touch it, it will have already departed. It is within your reach, yet you may never catch it...

Bye-bye. I'm off on a journey to the real world. 'Cause within this meta-reality what's real is this - my death.

To win the game was to leave it.

She married a man who soon left her; that man became a myth; and then that myth returned home and proved to be just a man after all.

History had turned violent again and Mr MacGhiolla with a special gleam in his eyes had departed for the North. He left my father books with trapped strands of red hair and a faint sulphuric whiff of nationalism trapped within the pages.

Questo ti volevo dire. Ho rotto il nostro patto ma forse é stato meglio così. Ora basta però, non ti voglio rattristare. Mia madre mi ha detto che sei bellissima e io lo sapevo. Quando eravamo piccoli ero sicuro che saresti diventata miss Italia. P.s. Preparati, che quando passo da Bologna ti prendo e ti porto via.

All of Cadiz turned out to watch the fleet go.