Quotes About Farewell

Only one way out now. I love you, Taryn. I'm coming.

Every door is a study in leaving.

I'll be here," I said. I shuddered, perhaps from a draft. "I know," he said. And he left.

I missed you, Wesley." "Yeah," Wes said, heading toward the front of the bus. "I'm going to miss you, too.

No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta says.

I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.

She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail,

It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return.

By the way, I know about the kiss." Then the door clicks shut behind him.

But a shift has occurred since I stepped up to take Prim's place, and now it seems I have become someone precious. At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

I do plan on saying one or two things to him when we're allowed an hour for goodbyes. To let him know how essential he's been to me all these years. How better my life has been for knowing him.

Good-bye, District Twelve. Good-bye, hanging tree and Hunger Games and Mayor Lipp. Someday something will kill me, but it won't be you.

Tell her, that we are so sorry she has to die.

Time to say thank you and farewell! trills Effie at my elbow. It's one of those moments when I just love her compulsive punctuality. We collect Cinna and Portia, and she escorts us around to say good-bye to important people, then herds us to the door.

And I'm left staring out the window, watching District 12 disappear, with all my good-byes still hanging on my lips.

You know what my mother said to me when she came to say goodbye, as if to cheer me up, she said maybe District 12 will finally have a winner. Then I realized she didn't mean me, she meant you." -Peeta Mellark in The Hunger Games

I try to imagine a world where both Gale's and Peeta's voices have ceased. Hands stilled. Eyes unblinking. I'm standing over their bodies, having a last look, leaving the room where they lie. But when I open the door to step out into the world, there's only a tremendous void. A pale gray nothingness that is all my future holds.

Una última vez? ¿Para la audiencia? —me dice, no en tono enfadado, sino hueco, lo que es mucho peor. El chico del pan empieza a alejarse de mí. Lo cojo de la mano con fuerza, preparándome para las cámaras y temiendo el momento en que no me quede más remedio que dejarlo marchar.

Wanna blow Lover Boy one last kiss?

Thank you for your consideration," I say. Then I give a slight bow and walk straight toward the exit without being dismissed.

No. I will never get him back. So then dead is best.

every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

I consider saying a final good-bye to Peeta, decide it would only be bad for both of us. But I do slip the pearl into the pocket of my uniform. A token of the boy with the bread. A