Quotes About Departure

But I know as soon as I pack my bags and step off these grounds, I'm going to get swallowed up by that woman you just met.

Partire? Per andare dove? [...] Questi non sono tempi da lasciare il proprio paese!»

I know that you will do your best," my father said, handing me my boarding pass. "I know that you will make me proud of you." "I'll try," I said automatically, but I didn't know what to do to make him proud. I kissed and hugged him, whispering, "I promise I'll try.

Un día, tomaremos trenes que se van»

I'm going to get out. Her spirits lurched unsteadily into the air like a wounded pigeon. I'm going to get out of this wormpit of a town. And I will never, never come back here again.

The urge to travel feels magnetic. Two of my favorite words are linked: departure time. And travel whets the emotions, turns upside down the memory bank, and the golden coins scatter.

Quienes se van sin despedirse nunca se van del todo.

The word departure literally means to pull up anchor and set sail. Everything that happens prior to death is a preparation for the final voyage. Death marks the beginning, not the end. It is our journey to God.

How do we prepare for that last day? Before we embark on our final trip, have we left an earthly home in a state of chaos or a condition of order?

Death is not a trip, but a destination.

Baby get ready, get set, please don't go.

here a short time, and then started for Jefferson Barracks, in a steam

As he wrote a friend, "I'm not at all sure what I'm getting into or getting out of but there seems to be a time for departure and this seems to be it.

I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart; Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears-- Ah, she doth depart.

When your rooster crows at the break of dawnLook out your window and I'll be goneYou're the reason I'm trav'lin' onDon't think twice, it's all right

It was probably a coincidence, but right after I was born, my mom and dad left town.

No more coming home as to a death sentence. No more leaving after this leaving.

and we seemed to be saying good-bye from trains rushing in opposite directions

Gentlemen living after me!     Since you are reading this little letter of mine, I have already departed from you and gone on to learn the secret of death, which remains concealed from your eyes behind seven seals. I am free, while you must carry on living in torment and fear.

He was unafraid of death, understanding it was only the seamless moment that takes you to somewhere else.

When someone resigns, he is asked to hand in all that equipment—including the backpack.

Esme Fong glanced at her watch and rose. "I only stopped by to say hello," she explained. "I really must be going." All three men stood. Norm bussed her cheek. "Take care, Esme, okay? I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Gavin said, "I don't like it." "In another lifetime," Hester said, "I'll care, really. I'll shed tears. But for now, shush and depart.

When Myron got back to the Dakota, Win was heading out with his leather gym bag and Terese was gone. "She left a note," Win said, handing it to Myron. Had to go back early. I'll call. Terese Myron read the note again. It didn't change. He folded it up and put it away.