Quotes About Departure

This is who we are. We sail away from the place we love and then because we aren't there to love it people go with axes and burning torches and smash and burn and then we say, Oh, too sad. But we abandoned it, left it to our barbarian successors to destroy.

I hate the stress of leaving. Even though I have everything I need, I always feel like I'm forgetting something.

O grande ville! c' est dans ton sein palpitant que j'ai trouve ce que je cherchais; mineur patient, j'ai remue tes entrailles pour en faire sortir le mal; maintenant, mon oeuvre est accomplie, ma mission est terminee; maintenant tu ne peux plus m'ofrir ni joies ni douleurs. Adieu, Paris,! adieu!

Delays only double grief when one has to part ...

I know that the world is a salon which we ought to leave politely and honestly; that is, after saluting and paying our gambling debts.

Thus, then, on the 20th of August, 1672, as we have already stated in the beginning of this chapter, the whole town was crowding towards the Buytenhof, to witness the departure of Cornelius de Witt from prison, as he was going to exile; and to see what traces the torture of the rack had left on the noble frame of the man who knew his Horace so well.

annoncer sa visite, s'était élancé hors du péristyle

and left the table, to return a few moments later

Am avut totuÈ™i È™i o companie mai pl?cut?, a p?s?rilor alungate de frigul din munÈ›i È™i câmpii È™i care au venit s?-È™i caute hrana pe lâng? locuinÈ›ele oamenilor, duÈ™manii lor, aÈ™ezându-se în familii sau colonii pe balconul meu, unde le pun mâncare È™i ap?: dar cred c? dup? ce vremea se va înc?lzi, ele m? vor p?r?si pentru totdeauna.

Tienes razón – dijo sin mirarla –. Soy venenoso... Pero te amo. Soy el hombre equivocado, pero te amo. Es muy pronto, sólo unas horas, pero te amo. Odio demasiado, lastimo demasiado porque soy venenoso... y te amo. Es mejor que me vaya. Buenas noches»

She had been grief stricken as her father lay dying but now she felt weightless, the way people do when they're no longer sure they have a reason to be connected to this world. The slightest breeze could have carried her away, into the night sky, across the universe.

You had to wonder who all these people in their cars were leaving behind and who they were driving toward, and if they knew that in the distance, the echo of their tires on the asphalt sounded like a river, and that to someone like me, it could seem like the miracle I'd been looking for.

You had best never return, he said. You have it wrong, Maria told him. You had best stay away from me.

He had felt the same sort of aloneness once again when Maria told him to leave;

I would watch his footprints when he went and mourn him before he was gone.

No wonder that afterward Lynn told anyone within earshot that she now believed it was impossible ever to divine a person's truest nature. Eric Herman, on the other hand, was not really surprised at Betsy's sudden departure. He had seen the way she'd looked at lightening.

Aunt Elspeth and Auntie Grace stood in their doorway, ceremoniously, to watch me go, and I felt as if I were a ship with their hope on it, dropping down over the horizon.

Ja vaikka he edelleen esiintyivät minun ei kovin eroottisissa kuvitelmissani, he olivat jo poissa. Jotkut heistä, monet heistä, lopullisesti poissa.

But also I wanted him to go away and leave me be. I was granted one weak grace. Back in the room where the green chair was still warm from his body, I blew that lonely, flickering candle out

You don't notice the dead leaving when they really hoose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down.

y vi, mientras Samuel daba el atrevido paso de besar a Lindsey delante de toda la familia, que emprendían por fin el vuelo, alejándose de mi muerte.

You don't notice the dead leaving when they really choose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down. I would compare it to a woman in the back of a lecture hall or theater whom no one notices until she slips out. Then only those near the door themselves, like Grandma Lynn, notice; to the rest it is like an unexplained breeze in a closed room.

One day she say to me, Well, Miss Celie, I believe it time for me to go. When? I ast. Early next month, she say. June. June a good time to go off into the world.

But it's always easier for those who go to new places than it is for those who are left behind