Quotes About Farewell

To actually leave your home and somebody you have probably been with a long time is very brave.

In every death, a busy world comes to an end.

It kind of sucks when you lose a dog; you don't realize how attached to them you are until they are gone.

All farewells should be sudden, when forever.

I have been playing this game since I was 7 years old, and to all of a sudden recognize that you're not going to do it anymore is hard.

They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.

I simply hate the sight of a suitcase.

Let me die because I do not want to see the sun again.

Wie hab ich das gefühlt was Abschied heißt. Wie weiß ichs noch: ein dunkles unverwundnes grausames etwas, das ein Schönverbundnes noch einmal zeigt und hinhält und zerreißt.

Who has turned us around like this, so that whatever we do, we find ourselves in the attitude of someone going away? Just as that person on the last hill, which shows him his whole valley one last time, turns, stops, lingers - so we live, forever taking our leave.

Tous mes adieux sont faits. Tant de départs m'ont lentement formé dès mon enfance. Mais je reviens encor, je recommence, ce franc retour libère mon regard. Ce qui me reste, c'est de le remplir, et ma joie toujours impénitente d'avoir aimé des choses ressemblantes à ces absences qui nous font agir.

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest.

Let us even bid our dearest friends farewell, and defy them, saying, Who are you? Unhand me: I will be dependent no more. Ah! seest thou not, O brother, that thus we part only to meet again on a higher platform, and only be more each other's, because we are more our own?

We will meet as though we met not and part as though we parted not.

Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine

Here comes goodbye, here comes the last time Here comes the start of every sleepless night The first of every tear Im gonna cry Here comes the pain, Here comes me wishing things had never changed And she was right here in my arms tonight, but here comes goodbye

I hope you never look back but you never forget, all the ones who loved you and the place you left.

What hurts the most, is being so close. And having so much to say, then watching you walk away...

Sunsets are loved because they vanish. Flowers are loved because they go. The dogs of the field and the cats of the kitchen are loved because soon they must depart. These are not the sole reasons, but at the heart of morning welcomes and afternoon laughters is the promise of farewell. In the gray muzzle of an old dog we see goodbye. In the tired face of an old friend we read long journeys beyond returns.

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again, . . .

Is death being on a ship sailing and all your folks left back on the shore?

Charlie scratched inside his left ear. Everybody. The first war in history where everybody won. I can't figure it. So long. He went on up the sidewalk, crossed the front yard, opened the door of his house, waved, and was gone. There goes Charlie, said Douglas.

I assure you to leave off reading was like tearing myself away from the shelter of an old and solid friendship.