Quotes About Farewell

I want to go out in dramatic fashion. Win, lose, or draw, I want to have a retirement match, and a lot of guys have done it.

I'm done. I'm retiring. I'm getting out of the MMA world.

You don't just let a guy drop off the earth and not come together with everybody who knew him and loved him and respected him. You try to do it the right way.

When I was leaving I kind of felt a little bit sad, because I made some friends down in skid row.

When any character gets killed, there's always a sadness about that, because they're part of the family in a way.

Scatter my ashes on the Shannon.

It's hard to leave behind scenes and characters I am in love with.

My three seasons in Villarreal have been magnificent, and I'm sad to leave.

I looked her in the eye, and I told her, 'Ma, I owe everything to you, and I couldn't be who I am without you. You're my No. 1 girl, and I'll always love you.' And I got to say my piece, I got to say goodbye to her - which was tough.

I think I owe it to the people of Seattle, and myself, to retire as a Mariner.

We owned a bearded collie for many years. Sophie. She was old, and she died last year.

I'm sad to leave Palace because they're a great club and gave me my chance in football, and I want to say thanks to everyone there.

Every day I shall put my papers in order and every day I shall say farewell. And the real farewell, when it comes, will only be a small outward confirmation of what has been accomplished within me from day to day.

In the end, we parted ways in good terms, and Shakhtar had a nice sending-off for me. I wish them well, and I am sure they feel the same.

In every parting there is an image of death.

When I go to a party, nobody says hello. But when I leave, everybody says goodbye.

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Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? Well I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind. You know that was the last thing on my mind.

The last message he'd had from him was on the back of a postcard with a picture of the Duke of Edinburgh on the front, and the farewell message, handwritten in blue biro in Paul's looping, confident hand, had said, 'Suck a black man's cock for me, darling.' He had been spared blindness, then. The next he had heard was a hoarse-voiced man announcing himself as Paul's father, and Paul had died in the hospice.

I shrugged. "Staying in a hotel is a bit like life. At some stage you have to check out." "Oh

I find you in these tears, few, useless and here at last. Don't come back.

He was going to miss everything. But he guessed that was how everybody always felt. Everyone was losing things, leaving things behind, clinging to old memories as they rushed into the future. Everyone was a passenger on a runaway train.

Ring out your bells! Let mourning shows be spread!For Love is dead.

I never thought it would end like this. I never thought he would leave me without saying goodbye.