Quotes About Departure

Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music, too. But perhaps it was only an echo.

Bree looked up at Mikkel. Please, she said. Just go away. Pretend you neve found us. No. He spit out the word. Sail on home. Leave us behind. No, Mikkel said again.

just walked away.

I do not know who the two old men were or what any of them were doing, but there are moments when it is clearly time to go, and I left them there and then.

Tell him not to smoke in your apartment. Tell him to get out. At first he protests. But slowly, slowly, he leaves, pulling up the collar on his expensive beige raincoat, like an old and haggard Robert Culp. Slam the door like Bette Davis. Love drains from you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering; the clocks stop and go and stop.

Thoughts of leaving will move in, bivouac throughout the living room; they will have eyes like rodents and peer out at you from under the sofa, in the dark, from under the sink, luminous glass beads positioned in twos.

The pleasure of homecoming is more than recompense for the pains of setting out, and therefore it is always worth departing.

although the place a man leaves is in the hearts of those he leaves behind, and in his work, not upon a slab Ã¢â'¬Â¦

when does a man leave a place he has lived without some regret? For each time some part of him is left behind. So

I wasn't quite sure what I'd just seen, but I knew it was time for me to leave.

I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I'm not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.

That was all, except a little pause. Then Laurie straightened himself up, said, It's all right, never mind, and went away without another word. Ah, but it wasn't all right, and Jo did mind, for while the curly head lay on her arm a minute after her hard answer, she felt as if she had stabbed her dearest friend, and when he left her without a look behind him, she knew that the boy Laurie never would come again.

O amor é a única coisa que podemos levar conosco quando partimos, e isso torna o fim muito tranquilo.

He was apparently forced out.

Cuando morimos nos llevamos un pedazo del mundo.

Cuando un muerto se va, se lleva consigo su mundo.

I've just read that I'm dead. Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers.

Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle! He that was our Brother goes away. Hear, now, and judge, O ye People of the Jungle,— Answer, who shall turn him—who shall stay?   Man goes to Man! He is weeping in the Jungle: He that was our Brother sorrows sore! Man goes to Man! (Oh, we loved him in the Jungle!) To the Man-Trail where we may not follow more.

She walked on and on till she melted out of the picture - like - like a shadow jumping over a candle ...

You know how good-byes feel. How the air gets excited when all its ions and electrical charges are disrupted, first by the intent to leave and later by the leaving itself. Then, when the bodies move away through space, they create empty pockets where feelings get caught and eddy around in the vacuum, creating little vortices of relief or sadness or confusion.

May you leave without returning and fall without rising, addressed to the lovely darlin? man himself. The which is perhaps a little too close to a curse for comfort, but sometimes things need to be said.?

What are you doing here? she asked. You forgot something when you left Halstead Hall, he said hoarsely. What? Her heart lept into her throat as he strode purposefully toward her. Me.

Some migrants are happy to depart.

Hay emigrantes que se alegran de partir.