Quotes About Farewell

curve of the stairs. "I'm going

I'll leave now,' says he, Simón.

Gracias por venir, Simón, pero no debes volver. Tienes que dejarme hacer lo que debo hacer.

You're a good Irishman, right? When Butch nodded, V said, Irish, Irish… let me think. Yeah… Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a voice that cracked, he said, May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall soft upon your fields. And… my dearest friend… until we meet again may the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand.

Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.

This is getting us nowhere, he muttered after a moment. You're absolutely right. So fuck off. Have a nice life, hope all your holier-than-thou keeps you warm during the day. ~ Paradise to Craeg

Xcor's hands shifted up her body until he cupped her face. "It was all worth it." "What?" she choked out. "All that came before this one moment where I am loved by you. Even though we must part, I can say that what I feel for you made it all worth it." And then, with one final kiss…he was gone.

His first thought as he stared death in the face was that he was never going to meet his daughter. At least not on this side of the Fade. His second and final was that he couldn't believe he'd never told Blay he loved him. In all the minutes and hours and nights of his life, in all the words he'd spoken to the male over the years they'd known each other, he'd only ever pushed him away. And now it was too late.

It was a farewell. Not a good-bye, but a fare...well. and he had the sense they would.

I love you, she mouthed in the shadows. "Let's go," she said roughly.

V—" "You're a good Irishman, right?" When Butch nodded, V said, "Irish, Irish … let me think. Yeah …" Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a voice that cracked, he said, "May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rains fall soft upon your fields. And … my dearest friend … until we meet again may the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand.

Cuando sus ojos se encontraron, Butch sintió una extraña calma. No iba a luchar. Iba a entrar apaciblemente a la noche eterna, de la mano de su mejor amigo, en una muerte hermosa y dulce.

It's because you're looking in the wrong place," Lassiter said. "You can go now." "Every time you say that, it brings a tear to my eye." "Funny, mine too." -Lassiter & Tohr

Tohr meneó con pesar la cabeza y miró fijamente la puerta cerrada. Nunca sabes cuál es la última vez que verás a alguien. No sabes si acabas de tener la última discusión con esa persona, o si le has hecho el amor por última vez, o si la estás mirando a los ojos y dándole las gracias por existir por última vez en la vida. Y cuando mueren, cuando ya lo sabes, es lo único en lo que piensas. Noche y día.

Goodnight, Gray.

Are you sure you want to leave?

We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.

It's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies

most of the time we were alone and mixing up our souls ever more and ever more till it would be terribly hard to say good-by.

Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time.

A feeling of sadness that only bus stations have.

It's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

Es que el mundo que nos rodea es demasiado grande, y es el adios. Pero nos lanzamos hacia adelante en busca de la proxima aventura disparatada bajo los cielos.

Whoo, Frisco nights, the end of the continent and the end of doubt, all dull doubt and tomfoolery, good-by