Quotes About Departure

When I leave the hotel the porter stands beside the revolving door, primed to greet me, like a talking fork.

Crowfeather gave her a long look, hostility and something else in his eyes. He seemed about to say something, then just nodded and headed out of the camp. "Hey!

Squirrelpaw forced herself not to look back. They had left their homes. The journey had truly

But he'll be safe with Barley. Now come on; we must hurry!

Violetshine blinked back sorrow. She was following her Clan away from the two cats she loved best. A lump lodged in her throat as she pictured Tree alone in the deserted camp, but she didn't look back. She had made her decision. SkyClan was leaving the lake.

Squirrelflight gave Brambleclaw a last, long look, anger and sadness battling in her gaze, then stalked away to join the gray tom.

Squirrelpaw forced herself not to look back. They had left their homes. The journey had truly begun.

Without another word, Firestar turned and headed toward

he'd taken Squirrelflight to a place where only the dead could reach her.

It was like saying good-bye to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel in the rain.

The only characteristic all airliners share is that upon proper urging they are normally capable of leaving the earth's surface.

Viniste a visitarme en sueños pero el vacío que dejaste cuando te fuiste fue realidad.

The first commandment for every good explorer is that an expedition has two points: the point of departure and the point of arrival. If your intention is to make the second theoretical point coincide with the actual point of arrival, don't think about the means -- because the journey is a virtual space that finishes when it finishes, and there are as many means as there are different ways of 'finishing.' That is to say, the means are endless.

Baltimore always seems like the kind of city you either leaving or just returning to. Ain't no kinda place to hang your hat. Even as a kid I dreamed of getting out.

What our lives but a series of farewells and returns, no?

The night before I left my mother, I wrote a letter.

Why do you have to fly to Amsterdam?" he asked. "Is someone in your family ill?" I shook my head. "So what it is, a girl?" I nodded. "But it's not about her," I said. "It's just that I can't be here anymore." The pilot was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you ever flown in a jump seat?" I managed to control my tears enough to say no.

Each of the beings necessary to our existence who disappears takes away with him a whole world of feelings that no other relationship can revive.

Then, when he said her name, she opened her eyes. One hand went out to his sleeve. "Can we go now?" she whispered. And he answered. "Yes.

Then a month after Bernard's sixteenth birthday, Sir Aubrey came down to breakfast, and so did Dudley and so did Joan. They helped themselves to kedgeree and scrambled eggs and kidneys and bacon. Then Sir Aubrey rang for the footman to bring fresh coffee and said, "Where's Bernard? The wretched boy is late again." But Bernard wasn't late--he was gone, and nobody from Westwood ever set eyes on him again.

There was a pause. Then: "And you've got me," said Finn. Maia lifted her head and smiled at him. For a moment she felt completely happy. Then she looked at Finn's hand resting on the tiller. "But you're going away." "Yes," he said. "That's true. I'm going away.

Let those who want to, arrive Let those who want to, leave Let those who want to, stay With out harm to me or mine

In order to reach home, where you have the guidance of cosmic insight, you must first depart from your present location. You cannot remain in the noisy city of your own vanities and expect to know what to do. Cosmic knowledge and personal vanity do not mingle.

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