Quotes About Departure

Henry was right to observe that two players left Wings, and Paul hadn't asked why. But Paul hadn't asked why because he knew the answer. The dispute that led to McCullough's departure mirrored fights he'd had with Harrison over what to play and how to play it, as well as Lennon's complaint, in that painful Rolling Stone interview, about Paul treating them as sidemen. He was, once again, accused by his bandmates of being a control freak.

t's all going … Darkness is gathering me into its arms. Farewell wife, children, family, the things of my heart … Farewell me, cherished me, now so hazy, so indistinct...

Good-bye -- if you hear of my being stood up against a stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease or falling down the cellar stairs.

Good-bye — if you hear of my being stood up against a Mexican stone wall and shot to rags please know that I think that a pretty good way to depart this life. It beats old age, disease, or falling down the cellar stairs. To be a Gringo in Mexico — ah, that is euthanasia.

ABRUPT, adj. Sudden, without ceremony, like the arrival of a cannon- shot and the departure of the soldier whose interests are most affected by it. Dr. Samuel Johnson beautifully said of another author's ideas that they were concatenated without abruption.

Sooner or later a black car came for everyone.

After six hours in the car, he felt no panic, only a kind of numb wonder. On some level he had come to view his situation as almost natural. Sooner or later a black car came for everyone. It came and took you away from your loved ones, and you never got to go back.

He took off," Bilbo said. "Like you said he would. Caught a cab outside the lobby." "You get the cab number?" "And the license," Bilbo said, and told him both.

He watched until Danny passed through the gates, turned left, and disappeared from sight. Jude never saw him again.

And now,"she said, raising her hand for a cab, "your wish has been granted. You may go home and forget I ever existed."A taxi swung up to the curb. "Whatever happens next is not on your conscience." "Wait,"I said. "Gobi . . ." She leaned forward, kissing me briefly on the mouth. "Au revoir, Perry." "Wait,"I said. But she didn't. She climbed into the taxi. She didn't look back.

I wish there was a word that meant goodbye for someone who was already gone.

When we die, I believe we go to a better place: nowhere.

As near as I can tell, he wished for this moment to last forever. So we sit and hold hands and I am always about to leave.

The best measure of a successful life is the way we turn away, we renounce, and even by the way we depart it.

But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet. Lessen like sound of friends departing feet; And death is beautiful as feet of friend. Coming with welcome at our journey's end.

Leaving this life is just like going from one room to another and closing the door.

I failed to communicate, that's why I chose to leave

To die is landing on some distant shore.

The image of all the cars leaving pastel-colored people at the same time has never really left me as an anti-ambition for life!

Just as I shall select my ship when I am about to go on a voyage, or my house when I propose to take a residence, so shall I choose my death when I am about to depart from life.

I will ge glad to have done with this life forever.

And then we ease him out of that worn-out body with a kiss, and he's gone like a whisper, the easiest breath.

When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go away means to die.

Come on up, boys -I'm dead.