Quotes About Farewell

I've seen your true face: the back of your head. If you were walking away, keep walking.

Imagine this: You're pulling the car over. Somebody's waiting. You're going to die in your best friend's arms.

saying farewell to flesh, farewell to everything caught underfoot and flattened.

I got out without another word and stood in the snow and watched his old car disappear around the bend. His leaving was an ache that stayed with me for days. I would never see him again.

We need to be together." "Why?" I asked softly. The word was carried away on the wind, but he heard. "Because I want you." I gave him a sad smile, wondering if we'd meet again in the land of the dead. "Wrong answer," I told him. I let go

That's the last time you're going to kiss me," I warned when it ended. He smiled knowingly, and in his eyes, I could see his own memories of that night. "So you say.

I shook my head and turned away, unable to hear this. "I'm leaving now. I really don't want to see you again. Nothing personal. Well, yeah, actually it is.

Goodbye. Thanks for your help... I... I'll miss you. -Rose to Mason

What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting

She was nearly gone, and I could just barely make out tears sparkling in her eyes. " I know you will. I believe in you. I always have." " I love you." "I love you too." She was gone.

He's gone. I will never hold him again.

It's not goodbye, little dhampir. I'll see you in your dreams.

We have tears in our eyes As we wave our goodbyes, We so loved being with you, we three. So do please now and then Come and see us again, The Giraffe and the Pelly and me. All you do is to look At a page in this book Because that's where we always will be. No book ever ends When it's full of your friends The Giraffe and the Pelly and me.

In the end there's nothing left except a pair of shoes and a bundle of old clothes.

She walked a ways down the concourse, and looked back and waved and then turned a corner and was out of sight. I still stood for a moment, looking at the last place I had seen her, being careful not to be routine, while I became the other guy again, the one I was without her.

walked out without a word. Fogarty nodded at Petrocelli

The attendant smiled a goodbye at the door. "You look much better." "I've achieved a measure of peace with my uncertainty.

The two men shook hands, then the cowboy walked through the main gate to an anonymous Buick and drove away. Watching

Good-bye, Richard." So much for civil discourse. So much for modern men discussing a modern problem in an enlightened manner. I was thinking that it might be fun to beat him to death.

All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre— The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.

This saying good-by on the edge of the dark And the cold to an orchard so young in the bark Reminds me of all that can happen...

world won't shed a tear.

They'd promised to stay away from each other for the night, each of them alone in his own bleak room, and they both waved goodbye when he drove off. He raised his hand in response and caught himself hoping they'd be okay. What was he doing? They were drunk and psychotic black men in Oakland. They'd never be okay. They were fucked and doomed and beyond help.

and yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had love and been loved back. she was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. a mother. a person of consequence at last.