Quotes About Departure

His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do—the best ones. The ones who rise up and say, "I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out. More of them have already found their way to other places.

We smile a last smile, and I walk away. I feel her watching me, but I don't look back.

Some of our best living is done through the people we leave behind.

WELSH: I won't be. I'm leaving Leenane tonight. GIRLEEN: Leaving for where? WELSH: Anywhere. Wherever they send me. Anywhere but here. GIRLEEN: But why, Father? WELSH: Ah lots of different reasons, now, but the three slaughterings and one suicide amongst me congregation didn't help.

The time is here for me to leave this life. I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith. —II Timothy, 4:6-

It was hard to leave. But it was impossible to stay. He was leaving from choice because he was young and energetic and adventurous and had long wanted to carve a life of his own. He was going to new possibility, new dreams. But he was leaving behind places and people. And though, being young, he was sure he would see them all again some day, he knew too that many years might pass before he did so. It was not easy to leave.

When you read this, I shall be gone. I shall not tell you where I am going, because I do not intend ever to return.

My dear Watson, said he, I cannot agree with those who rank modesty among the virtues. To the logician all things should be seen exactly as they are, and to underestimate one's self is as much a departure from truth as to exaggerate one's own powers. When I say, therefore, that Mycroft has better powers of observation than I, you may take it that I am speaking the exact and literal truth.

Fakat d?? dünyaya gönderilmek, yuvan?z? terk etmenizle ayn? kap?ya ç?kmaz.

The history of art could be written in terms of the artist's struggle against the deadening cumulative effect of saturation. The way out of the cul-de-sac is either a revolutionary departure towards new horizons, or the rediscovery of past techniques, or a combination of both

Who can know from the word goodbye what kind of parting is in store for us?

children, and the war with Pakistan began, Ammu left her husband and returned, unwelcomed, to her parents in Ayemenem.

Now you have fulfilled your function as an unfortunately necessary father and breadwinner, you are not needed any longer and you must go.

Turn off the light, she says as she walks away, creating a small woosh that smells sweet and chemical. It makes me sad because it's the smell she makes when she's leaving.

George had been surprised by my ability to leave him. He had not seen that in me.

It was time to leave. He was insufferable, had toilet problems, looked demented to begin with, and now he was the accomplice to a cat killer. Yet did I leave? No, I sat there. And I thought, What has happened to me? Why am I not rising up off the sofa? Why am I not leaving?

A journey is a dismal thing when there can be no homecoming.

the San Francisco departed, eighty-odd members of local Gold Coast communities had been offered as commodities in exchange for the goods the ship delivered, and had now become cargo themselves, en route toward the slave market at Cartagena.29

if you haven't had to you won't ever understand how brutal how ugly how devastating it is to leave or that it would have been worse to stay

But in dying so suddenly her mother had become a riddle at the gate instead of the road you walked to get there.

then her ladyship, overwhelming in bronze bombazine, regally glided away. Cedric smiled

The squid are leaving, Maura…

After a few minutes, it was time for me to leave. I don't know who decides these things. It just happens.

Al principio, pensé que su cara de pasmo era resultado de la sorpresa, pero al no desaparecer durante un rato largo, supe que no. De pronto caí en la cuenta de que si Michael siguiera todavía por aquí, Susan probablemente ya no «saldría» con él. No porque sea una mala persona o superficial o cruel, sino porque las cosas cambian. Y los amigos se van. Y la vida no se detiene por nadie.