Quotes About Departure

Shame, depart, thou art an enemy to my salvation!

Our physical illnesses] serve us for medicines to purge us from worldly affections and retrench what is superfluous in us, and since they are to us the messengers of death, we ought to learn to have one foot raised to take our departure when it shall please God.

Let us know,   therefore, that when we have departed from Christ, nothing remains for   us but death.

I will never come back, and if I do there will be nothing left, there will be nothing left but the headstones to record what has happened; there will really be nothing at all.

When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.

to understand and explore interpersonal relationships, we must do so in the context of our relationship with God. We were made by Him and for Him. The root of all conflict is our departure from God, and the resolution of all conflict must build from peace with God.

Now that it's time to leave, I'm not sure I wan to go.

The day passed, a poor, sluggish thing that departed almost gratefully as night took its place.

I'd ask you in for a nightcap, but I have no booze. Oh, and I don't want to. There's that too." "I won't take it personally." "I really wish that you would," she said, and then she was gone.

There aren't many now who leave from the same world they were born into. Not here, not anywhere on earth as far as I can tell or know; the simplest and most unchanging of human societies have been shattered in the last hundred years, people flung into centrifuges of change and loss, that there comes to be nothing at last to say good-bye to. I was leaving the world, but it was not my world I was leaving

As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no.

As virtuous men pass mildly away And whisper to their souls, to goe, While some of their friends doe say, The breath goes now, and some say, no: So let us melt, and make no noise...

Where'e're I go, my Soul shall stay with thee: 'Tis but my Shadow I take away...

I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.

The source of sorrows lies not in leaving life, but in leaving that which gives it meaning.

There are certain pressures and things that change your life to a degree that, in the cost benefit analysis that constantly goes on, sometimes makes you think, 'Maybe I should just leave.

Home, as far as I'm concerned, is the place you have to leave. And then, if you're like me, spend the rest of your life mourning.

One day you will disappear on a funeral pyre - just into nothingness, as smoke.

Perhaps all of life is no more than a long preparation for the leaving of it.

To leave, after all, was not the same as being left.

He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.

Everybody that went away suffered a broken heart. "I'm coming back some day," they all wrote. But never did. The old life was too small to fit anymore.

As my wise friend Didi has more than once observed about life's passages, every departure entails an arrival elsewhere, every arrival implies a departure from afar.

He tried to escape he could not Cut the binding cord of human love [...] Sweet venom His arrivals were swift And his departures sudden I couldn't understand how He lifted the shower door Right off its hinges [...] Love you he coughed and kissed me See you next week he was out The door like a thousand other times [...] Most reckless of reckless angels