Quotes About Departure

It's not that I want you to go, it's just that I don't want you to stay.

I want to take their money and let them build their ship and get off my land. That's all I want." "Good to know," said a voice above her head. Elliot and Dee looked up, and there, shadowed against the light from the swinging sun-lamps, stood Kai.

saw the accident and she saw his spirit fly

Nothing is ever the same. Nothing is permanent. Nothing can be trusted to be there. Nothing is safe, including home. Why lie to yourself? Every day we leave something, someone, some observation behind.

My dear, my dearest dust; I come, I come.

ils n'allaient la quitter pour s'installer à Muizon que bien des années après

C'est beau, j'ai dit. – Oui. Je n'aurais jamais dû partir. – Si. Comme ça tu es revenu. Il

He held up his suitcase. "I've never had much to leave behind," he said.

Yes, quit the house and never darken the threshold of its doors again.

I want to save lives, including my own, but Cambodians believe we just rent this body. It is just a house for the spirit, and if the house is full of termites, it is time to leave.

But death is intimacy walking backward. We are crazed with grief when she, who once permitted us, leaves to us the only recollection.

The doctor looked at her. "For the lover, it is the night into which his beloved goes," he said, "that destroys his heart; he wakes her suddenly, only to look the hyena in the face that is her smile, as she leaves that company.

I felt a subtle sense of disappointment as I left the morgue.

And out the door she flew

Each man's death was his own. He may not choose the time or place, he may not even realize that he was dying, but no two departures from this life were ever perfectly identical.

Death of a part is agony - from "The Red Branch

You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.

Send me out into another life. But get me back for supper.

Let go of the spirit of the departed, and continue the celebration of your own life.

Someone has said that life itself is a party: you join after it's started and you leave before it's finished.

She's afraid that if she leaves, she'll become the life of the party.

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

I am disappearing. Maybe I'm already gone.

La un moment dat, spun: - Cred ca trebuie sa plec. Ma saruta. - Sau ai putea sa mai stai putin. Asa ca mai raman.