Quotes About Farewell

I'm going to miss you, too," she said. And then she slipped out of the moment, slipped out of the us, by adding, "I'm going to miss everyone.

Look at those hands, Oh God, those hands toiled to raise me. —Elvis Presley at his mother's casket

I wasn't sure who moved first, Palmer or me. Before I realized what was happening, I was in his embrace, my arms around his neck. We were kissing as if I was sending him off to war.

When the day shall come, that we do part, he said softly, and turned to look at me, if my last words are not 'I love you'—ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.

He gave you to me, she said, so low I could hardly hear her. Now I have to give you back to him, Mama.

When the day shall come, that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'—ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.

If you find him," she whispered, "when you find my father—give him this." She bent and kissed me, fiercely, gently, then straightened and turned me toward the stone. "Go, Mama," she said, breathless. "I love you. Go!

What he felt, though, was the echo of her flesh, and the reverberations of their farewell, with all its doubts and pleasures.

Might he ever see Jamie Fraser again? There was a good chance he would not. If chance did not kill him, cowardice might. The mania of confession was on him; best make the most of it. His quill had dried; he did not dip it again. I love you, he wrote, the strokes light and fast, making scarcely a mark upon the paper, with no ink. I wish it were not so. Then he rose, scooped up the scribbled papers, and, crushing them into a ball, threw them into the fire.

James Fraser," he said. His eyes were fixed on William with a burning intensity, as though to absorb every vestige of a sight he would not see again. "Ye kent me once as Alex MacKenzie. At Helwater.

Jamie," I said at last. "Oh, Jamie. You're Ã¢â'¬Â¦ everything. Always." An hour later, we left the Ridge.

When the day shall come that we do part, he said softly, and turned to look at me, if my last words are not 'I love you' - ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.

Good luck, Jamie," he said, voice a little husky. "God go with you.

You never knew, when you took farewell of someone, whether it might be the last time. The least you could do was say you loved them—and she wished she had. She pressed her fingertips to her lips and, as they swung out to go around the first curve, threw a kiss to the distant figure, still standing in the road.

The shade of death lies upon thy face, beloved, But the Jesus of grace has His hand round about thee; In nearness to the Trinity farewell to thy pains, Christ stands before thee and peace is in His mind.

All right. Go and find them. I'll come in the morning—at first light. Meet me where I found you, all right?" "Awright," she whispered, and laid a small white hand on his chest, just over his heart. "Sank you, Wiyum.

And his place shall know him no more.

Ring the bell, close the book, quench the candle

I won't forget you, she said silently to the dead. It seemed so pitiful a thing to say—so small and futile. And yet the only thing in her power.

thought to tell me before departing

When the day shall come, that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'—ye'll ken it was because I didna have time." This book is for my Sister, Theresa Gabaldon

Wir verabschieden uns, im Alltag, mit einem ao-jo, das bedeutet soviel wie: komm-geh. Ich gehe, damit ich wiederkommen kann.

My little Barbara, we will see each other again.

Too Soon to Say Goodbye, Buchwald writes about how he came to be admitted to a hospice facility in the Washington, D.C.