Quotes About Reunion

No, I don't want you to kiss me--yet. And our first kiss mustn't have the flavour of good-bye. It would be a bad omen. Star o' Morning, I'm sorry you're going. But I'll see you again before long.

It's funny, leaving a place, ain't it? he said. You never do know when you'll get back.

It's happiness to see you.

It's funny, leaving a place, ain't it?" he said. "You never do know when you'll get back.

I ain't sick, Gus, Lippy said, a little embarrassed by his tears. Soon he felt a little better. Lonesome Dove was hidden—he could barely see the top of the little church house across the chaparral flats. It's funny, leaving a place, ain't it? he said. You never do know when you'll get back.

Oh, I'll enjoy myself. I want to make sure you enjoy yourself. Why? I said. If you enjoy yourself, then there's a better chance you'll want to be with me again.

His father clasped his shoulders, holding him at arm's length, looking him up and down. "You've grown." "It's been eleven years," said Jack numbly. "Of course I've grown.

I thought of all the ancestors waiting at the water's edge for their stolen children to come home. Waiting and waiting and waiting . . .

As lonely and sad as I am today, your return will cause a new birth in me.

Don't be sad about the goodbyes! Because in many farewells, better unions are hidden!

It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches.

Grief embraced him and welcomed him back, showering tears upon his arrival.

When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.

Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies!

I'm going to see you now Papa… you better run...

I lost an arm on my last trip home. My left arm.

You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive.

And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.

Other arms reach out to me, Other eyes smile tenderly, Still in peaceful dreams I see, The road leads back to you.

Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.

It's been so long since you last saw each other. She could at least smile.

And the look on her face as she opened the door Was like an old joke told by a friend. It'd taken ten more years but she'd found her smile And I watched the corners start to bend.

I'll come around to see you once in a while, or if I ever need a reason to smile, and spend the night if you think I should.

If words could build a bridge In the dimension where you belong I would bind the syllables to see your smile again.