Quotes About Departure

'To die is gain!' That kind of talk is absolutely foreign to our modern, spiritual vocabularies. We have become such life worshippers, we have very little desire to depart to be with the Lord.

I am just like you, Destined to play my part.And leave, In the nature of my departure at least, Some kind of sweet message behindIn the fathomless pattern I make.

I didn't want to stay until I had used up all the enjoyment because that's too long to stay anywhere.

Now he has again preceded me a little in parting from this strange world. This has no importance. For people like us who believe in physics, the separation between past, present and future has only the importance of an admittedly tenacious illusion.

Michele has left this strange world a little before me. This means nothing.

Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.

In the visitor's book at Crome Ivor had left, according to his invariable custom in these cases, a poem. He had improvised it magisterially in the ten minutes preceding his departure. Denis and Mr. Scogan strolled back together from the gates of the courtyard, whence they had bidden their last farewells; on the writing-table in the hall they found the visitor's book, open, and Ivor's composition scarcely dry. Mr. Scogan read it aloud:

Quando cade un quadro. Quando ti svegli un mattino, e non la ami più. Quando apri il giornale e leggi che è scoppiata la guerra. Quando vedi un treno e pensi io devo andarmene da qui. Quando ti guardi allo specchio e ti accorgi che sei vecchio.

perche' un pretesto per tornare bisogna sempre seminarselo dietro, quando si parte.

Quando cade un quadro. Quando ti svegli, un mattino, e non la ami più. Quando apri il giornale e leggi è scoppiata la guerra. Quando vedi un treno e pensi io devo andarmene da qui. Quando ti guardi allo specchio e ti accorgi che sei vecchio. Quando, in mezzo all'Oceano, Novecento alzò lo sguardo dal piatto e mi disse: "A New York, fra tre giorni, io scenderò da questa nave". Ci rimasi secco. Fran.

Se ne andò lasciando aperta la porta - camminava un po' di sbieco, come se dovesse infilarsi in uno spazio stretto e lo facesse per fuggire da ogni cosa che era.

Io mi chiamo Dann Rail. -E allora? -No, niente, volevo dire che... stai per partire? -Sì. -Dove vai? -E tu? -Io da nessuna parte. Io non parto. -E cosa fai qui? -Sono venuto a prendere qualcuno. -Chi? -Te.

Solo a Hélène non riusciva a mentire. -è proprio necessario che parta, Baldabiou? -No. -E allora perché? -Io non posso fermarlo. E se lui vuole andare laggiù, posso solo dargli una ragione in più per tornare.

Tornate, o morirò. Hervé Joncour rimise il foglietto nella tasca interna della giacca. - Lasciate perdere. Non parlo dei soldi. Parlo di quella donna. Lasciate perdere. Non morirà e voi lo sapete. Senza voltarsi Hervé Joncour aprì la porta e se ne andò.

As his mother drove him away on the day he was let out, Stuart broke the cardinal prison rule: like Lot's wife, he looked back, at the building he'd just left.

Some people cannot bear news like that. They think they must live forever, and they cry and wail when they realise that their time is coming. I do not feel that, and I did not weep at that news which the doctor gave me. The only thing that makes me sad is that I shall be leaving Africa when I die.

Make sure that the road is always clear for your enemy to leave'?

I watched him walk down the path from the house and then off on to the dusty road. People do that in India. When they reach a certain time of life, they sometimes just walk off and become holy men and never come back.That is what my father did

Shrugging off this mortal coil?

One never gets anywhere unless one leaves

It was easy to leave Karoi. Karoi had always felt like a train station platform, a flat place from which we hoped to leave at any moment for somewhere more interesting and picturesque.

I'm sure you're very nice, but you'd be even nicer if you went away.

actually, I came here because of Skipper." "That was awfully nice! How's he doing? I'm going

That was the thing about hurricanes and tropical storms, they left town in the same fashion that a stubborn old dowager would leave a cotillion, slowly saying good-bye to her minions, returning for one last waltz, finally leaving for parts unknown, maybe to dissolve into nothingness or to simply find another party, gather steam, and raise a little more hell.