Quotes About Departure

That's it, fuckers. I've saved your dumb asses more than once. Let me choke you a little as I vanish into the sky.

When she leaves I look from Daja to the Magistrate. "I think your pet monkey is getting tired. Why don't you throw it a banana and send it home?

The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure, while always arriving.

I am in a strait betwixt the two, having the desire to depart and be with Christ; for it is very far better: yet to abide in the flesh is more needful for your sake

Proklamation ließ er sie zurück und machte sich wieder

too late, so Ostin came with us. As we were leaving the hotel

That meant I could come back whenever I could manage it. And she was telling me to go. She knew the decision was too big a load for me to carry by myself. She knew me through and through. She had eyes in the back of her heart.

Makes you sad. All your friends are gone. Goodbye Goodbye. No more tears.

Everyone in this room got here somehow and everyone in this room will have to leave.

I've seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.

Everyone in this room got here somehow and everyone in this room will have to leave. So what's left? Sing a song about the room we're in?

let's just get going, let's just get gone

saying farewell to flesh, farewell to everything caught underfoot and flattened.

I got out without another word and stood in the snow and watched his old car disappear around the bend. His leaving was an ache that stayed with me for days. I would never see him again.

Then I walked out to my truck and was gone by the time I started the engine.

she had always been ready to take off the minute she happened to feel like it ("Don't talk to me that way, Frank, or I'm leaving. I mean it") or the minute anything went wrong.

And you know what else I used to love? I loved to watch you get into your car and drive away - just because it meant you knew exactly what you were doing, and because you always did it so well.

Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave this world.

I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. "I'm leaving now. I really don't want to see you again. Nothing personal. Well, yeah, actually it is.

So," I said at last, staring at my hands. "How's, uh, your car?" "I left it out on the street. Figured it'll be fine there while I'm gone.

What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting

I closed the door forever on idealism and the essential goodness of human nature, and I walked to the Greyhound bus station by the same path that I had taken on my arrival.

It is almost worth going away because it's so lovely coming back.

When a cat greets you, he makes a big operation of it, bumping, stropping your legs, buzzing like mischief. But when he leaves, he just walks off and never looks back. Cats are smart.