Quotes About Farewell

In the end I suppose we lay flowers on a grave because we cannot lay ourselves on it.

When the hour had come for the war to take him away, that had been the first and last moment she had known without doubt that she loved him. One knew how one felt only when things ended. And

Lincoln confessed that leaving Springfield was affecting him more deeply than anyone could imagine, a sadness felt more acutely because of a stubborn premonition that he would never return alive.

He threw on a cardigan and some track pants and tried to say a goodbye that meant come back again.

Frau Lennartz gab Fritz eine Handvoll Scheine, und Fritz wandte sich zum Gehen. Seine Mutter strich ihm die Haare aus der Stirn, ehe sie ihn entließ. Lela gab sich alle Mühe, dass auch ihre Haare so ins Gesicht hingen, und wartete, ob dann Frau Inge, wie sie sie hatte nennen hören, auch ihr die Haare aus der Stirn streichen würde.

Please…please don't…" "You must let me go, my love," Ventress said, her voice so gentle, so tender, and she smiled lovingly. "It's the Jedi way." And she was gone.

neighborhood, the place I left each

Remember me when I am gone away, gone far away into the silent land.

They embraced and parted. They never saw each other again.

To kill yourself was to say to your family members, I can no longer live with myself. To vanish was to say, I can no longer live with you.

Älä viivy muistoissasi tänne tullaan suutelemaan, vielä kerran huutamaan kuin armaat, kunnioituksesta pimeyttä kohden kuolemaa

For you where never my blood sister so no more shall I call you little sister

Zosia, with the long arm of their mother, lobbing Mom across the ocean.

His glasses, carefully folded, placed in my mum's outstretched hand. His coat. An envelope. His watch. His shoes. And when we left, clutching a plastic bag with his belongings, the clouds were still there,

And when we left, clutching a plastic bag with his belongings, the clouds were still there, a frieze of motionless cumulus over the Thames flat as a matte painting on glass.

So I leaned over the bed and spoke to my father who was not there. I addressed him seriously and carefully. I told him that I loved him and missed him and would miss him always. And I talked on, explaining things to him, things I cannot now remember but which at the time were of clear and burning importance. Then there was silence. And I waited. I did not know why. Until I realised it was in hope that an answer might come. And then I knew it was over.

A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.

Our story is over, the ink has dried, each of us must move on now and it will be as if we had never met, never loved, and never dreamt together.

Winter farewell, winter farewell, and away you go and trouble us no more.

Distance of time and place generally cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking leave of our friends resembles taking leave of the world, of which it has been said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

We lauhed together for a long time. When we had first met, her eyes were dull with pain-killing drugs and if she tried to talk, her face would controt with agonizing pain. I thought how radiantly beautiful she now looked. She stood up to leave and went to the door but then came back and kissed me. `I hope I never see you again,' she said. `I quite understand,' I replied.

We laughed together for a long time. When we had first met, her eyes were dull with pain-killing drugs and if she tried to talk, her face would contort with agonizing pain. I thought how radiantly beautiful she now looked. She stood up to leave and went to the door but then came back and kissed me. `I hope I never see you again,' she said. `I quite understand,' I replied.

We lauhed together for a long time. When we had first met, her eyes were dull with pain-killing drugs and if she tried to talk, her face would contort with agonizing pain. I thought how radiantly beautiful she now looked. She stood up to leave and went to the door but then came back and kissed me. `I hope I never see you again,' she said. `I quite understand,' I replied.

It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.