Quotes About Farewell

That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!

Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever.

What, gone without a word? Ay, so true love should do; it cannot speak, For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it.

You never know when it will be the last time you'll see your father, or kiss your wife, or play with your little brother, but there's always a last time.

Non sai mai quando sarà l'ultima volta in cui vedi tuo padre o baci tua moglie o giochi con il tuo fratellino, ma c'è sempre un'ultima volta. Se riuscissimo a ricordare ogni ultima volta, non smetteremmo mai di crucciarci.

You never know when it will be the last time you'll see your father, or kiss your wife, or play with your little brother, but there's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.

En un súbito impulso se abrazaron, se abrazaron, se abrazaron. Metiendo cada uno en su pecho el del otro hasta besarse con los corazones. Se sintieron latir, se soltaron y, sin más palabras, el viejo subió al coche. Las dos miradas se abrazaron aún, a través del cristal, mientras Renato arrancaba.

KüçüÄŸüm hayat böyledir insanlar hep çekip giderler.

Tal vez no te vuelva a ver prenda de mi corazón! Dios te dé su proteción, ya que no me la dio a mí. Y a mis hijos dende aquí les echo mi bendición.

The gods are leaving.

Sollocé inconsolablemente por lo que se me moría, antes de vivirlo. Sin saberlo, creyendo que lloraba por mí, en realidad lloraba por los dos más agrios dolores del hombre: el amor y el adiós.

They departed in the form of white smoke, rose easily upward, waved their hands in parting, and viewed with pity all those who remained behind. Then they danced gaily in celebration of their new freedom, before disintegrating into the air.

Goodbye, brothers! You were a good crowd. As good a crowd as ever fisted with wild cries the beating canvas of a heavy foresail; or tossing aloft, invisible in the night, gave back yell for yell to a westerly gale.

When I leave the hotel the porter stands beside the revolving door, primed to greet me, like a talking fork.

See you tomorrow!" Yakone called after her.

It's all right," she murmured. "I'll stay here and take good care of the Clan, I promise. One day we'll meet again, walking among the stars.

Crowfeather gave her a long look, hostility and something else in his eyes. He seemed about to say something, then just nodded and headed out of the camp. "Hey!

Fireheart could not stop the words from tumbling out even though he knew the old medicine cat's breathing had faded into everlasting silence. Yellowfang was dead.

Squirrelpaw forced herself not to look back. They had left their homes. The journey had truly

Floss is dead.

Micah." Collapsing, Moth Flight pressed her cheek to his. "Don't go. I love you!

could not stop the words from tumbling out even though he knew the old medicine cat's breathing had faded into everlasting silence. Yellowfang was dead.

Toen ik wegging, omhelse ze me even, iets wat, achteraf naar mijn mening, op het randje van een kus geweest kan zijn. Waarschijnlijk was het een afscheidsknuffel. Maar misschien was het een kus

Parzival: Farewell, Art3mis. Sweet dreams.