Quotes About Farewell

And now...here I was. I stood by my bedroom window, watching Dorrie and Tegan growing smaller and smaller. The moonlight made the snow look silver – all that snow – and just looking at it made me cold.

I guess that's what saying good-bye is always like--like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you're in the air, there's nothing you can do but let go.

Have a great day!" she sang as she left, flashing just the quickest middle finger as she walked past

I would have rather felt you round my throat, Crushing out life, than waving me farewell!

Life is made up of meetings and partings. People come into your life everyday, you say good morning, you say good evening, some stay for a few minutes, some stay for a few months, some a year, others a whole lifetime. No matter who it is, you meet and then you part. I'm so glad I met you Elizabeth Egan; I'll thank my lucky stars for that. I think I wished for you all of my life" He whispered. "But now it is time for us to part.

Hello and good-bye are not as simple as everyone thinks.

È sempre stato così, in tutti i miei viaggi: sono sempre un perdente, perché mi attacco troppo alle cose, o alle persone, e cosi il viaggio non è più un viaggio, ma un ripetuto addio Ho passato il tempo a dire addio e a ricordare, e a raccogliere indirizzi nelle mie agendine come piccole lapidi.

Have a good night,' he said, and Mia stepped out onto Fifth Avenue and let the city swallow her up.

Pearl, my darling," her mother said. "I'm so sorry. It's time to go." She took Mia's hand, and Pearl, uprooted, came free and followed her mother back to the car.

The sound of his car as it whines out of the driveway, then speeds away, has the ring of finality; all of them hear it. Silence settles over the house like ash.

O Death, old captain, it is time! raise the anchor!

Death is the word that kills all the words.

He's a-going out with the tide.

All partings foreshadow the great final one.

Drive him fast to his tomb. This, from Jacques.

We'll start to forget a place once we left it

On the eve of long voyages or an absence of many years, friends who are tenderly attached will seperate with the usual look, the usual pressure of the hand, planning one final interview for the morrow, while each well knows that it is but a poor feint to save the pain of uttering that one word, and the meeting will never be. Should possibilities be worse to bear than certainties?

I have often remarked- I suppose everybody has- that one's going away from a familiar place, would seem to be the signal for a change in it.

For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away.

We were greatly overcome at parting; and if ever, in my life, I have had a void made in my heart, I had one made that day.

Knitting Done XV. The Footsteps Die Out For Ever Book the First—Recalled

Now, I know I'm going to break your hearts, but I am forced to leave you. You must call up all your fortitude, and try to bear it... "Bob swore!" - as the Englishman said for "Good night", when he first learnt French, and thought it so like English. "Bob swore," my ducks!" (Chapter XXII)

the possessor of such great expectations,—farewell, monotonous acquaintances of my childhood, henceforth I was for London and greatness;

Dear Little Dorrit, it is not my imprisonment only that will soon be over. This sacrifice of you must be ended. We must learn to part again, and to take our different ways so wide asunder. You have not forgotten what we said together, when you came back?