Quotes About Farewell

In a moment, when I'm ready, I will turn off this computer and that will be it. This letter will be finished. A part of me doesn't want to stop writing to you, but I need to. For both of us.

He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time.

I finished your song, she said. Our last song. And I want to play it for you.

Death should be a celebration. Like a birthday. I want to go up like a rocket when my time comes, and fall down in a cloud of stars, and hear everyone go: ahh!

In truth, I don't want to be there. I don't want to see the light go out of my brother's eyes.

Death does that: it makes everyone feel sentimental. When we stand in front of a coffin, we all see only what is good or what we want to see.

I'd tell you to go to hell but I don't want to see you again.

Take it as a token. Because tomorrow when I go, I want you to believe friends are possible.

Do you need anything before I go? I want you to return my wits, I long to say.

I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. "I'm leaving now. I really don't want to see you again. Nothing personal. Well, yeah, actually it is.

I know that all good things must come to an end and I've had an incredible ride. I just want to end it on the right note.

I love to dance and I'd love to be saying goodbye to my friends while the band was playing and they were dancing...I want them to remember I was a dancing man in my day.

Jem cried out with all his remaining strength. You cannot go where I am going! Nor would I want that for you!

There are ways of leaving. The worst of these is also the most final.

Honourable Murillo is dead

The dead were gone through Hood's Gate. The living were left with the pain of their passage.

It's the last gift. I am done with this world, for I am alone in it. Alone.

Lo siento, abuelo, no llegué a decirte adiós. Hubiese preferido decirte hola.

I thought they were meant to leave one another - not me.

The world seemed to change before my eyes. All the huts looked empty and sad, the dampness stung like acid. I think I knew then, in that brief instant, that my destiny had been set. Already the land around me had acknowledged my farewell.

He couldn't imagine returning, for a sense of finality and ending enclosed him like a farewell murmured in a soft sad voice.

This is how it happens," he said again, quietly and near tears. "They go, one by one, and before you know it, the room is empty.

Hail, Emperor, we who are about to die salute you.

Something crossed his face, a pure motion like wind over water--I couldn't have guessed what emotion it was. "I'll miss you," he said.