Quotes About Farewell

With every farewell comes a hidden hope.

Volvía a escuchar esa despedida maricona diciéndole: Fue bonito conocerte. Pero qué descaro del güevón darle la cortada con tanta finura.

But oh the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone and never must return!

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.

I hope to depart in no other way than looking back with love and wistfulness and thinking, oh paintings that I would have made..

The judge arrived half an hour later with the file he had collected from his office on the way, signed several papers, had Sam sign them, the matron witness them; Josh cried, Norm cried, she cried, the judge grinned, and Timmie waved his teddy bear at the judge with a broad grin as they wheeled into the elevator. So long! he shouted, and when the doors closed, the judge was laughing and crying too.

so long. She promised to

She felt like she was leaving home, and had no idea when she'd be back again, if ever.

Later that day, shortly before the sun sank in the wintry sky, despite the best efforts of the medics, Arra Sails closed her eyes, made peace with the gods of the vampires, breathed her last...and died.

I hope we meet again, said Ramman. I do too, Tel Hesani said, then added underneath his breath, Although I fear it won't be in this world.

Vampires are always saying good-bye. We never stop anywhere very long. We are forever picking up our roots and moving on to new pastures. It is our way.

There's nowt to know. A miserable caulker. But you, you're different, and you'll be grown and gone afore I know." He stared from the window. Sleet splashed down onto the pebbledash outside. "And this is hardly a place that'll draw you back," he said.

one last look around and

She bit her lip, a movement he didn't see because he was getting out of the car. He poked his head back in. "Have a good life, Kate. You ever need anything

Blackstar, two days before his death. And interestingly, that record was a kind of self-interview—Bowie's most fearless and open of them all, wherein he answers the ultimate hard question "What is it like to be dying?"—and reveals in poetic detail what had meaning to him in his life Ã¢â'¬Â¦ while addressing his audience with a certain innate gratitude as he says goodbye.

Yes, the Large Birds o' Prey They will carry us away, And you'll never see your soldiers any more!  —Rudyard Kipling

So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, and Robin shall restore amends.

thus with a kiss I die

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.

Sweets to the sweet, farewell! I hoped thou shouldst have been my Hamlet's wife; I thought thy bride-bed to have decked, sweet maid, And not have strewed thy grave.

Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death!

Come, come, you wasp; i' faith, you are too angry. Katherine: If I be waspish, best beware my sting. Petruchio: My remedy is then, to pluck it out. Katherine: Ay, if the fool could find where it lies. Petruchio: Who knows not where a wasp does wear his sting? In his tail. Katherine: In his tongue. Petruchio: Whose tongue? Katherine: Yours, if you talk of tails: and so farewell. Petruchio: What, with my tongue in your tail? Nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.

When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.