What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
This is not the end. This is not even the beginning of the end. It is, instead, the end of the beginning
No one but me can save myself though its too late, death greets me warm, now i will just say goodbye.
Not to understand a treasure’s worth till time has stole away the slighted good, is cause of half the poverty we feel, and makes the world the wilderness it is.
Could we see when and where we are to meet again, we would be more tender when we bid our friends goodbye.
Marie Louise De La Ramee
As the youngsters grow attached to their teachers and classmates they can finally say good-bye to their mothers without re-enacting the death scene from Camille.
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
I’ve got seven kids. The three words you hear most around my house are ‘hello,’ ‘goodbye,’ and ‘I’m pregnant’.
I think about all the different ways we leave people in this world. Cheerily waving good-bye to some at airports, knowing we will never see each other again. Leaving others on the side of the road hoping we will.
Say good-bye to Pat, say good-bye to Jack and say good-bye to yourself, because you’re a nice guy.
Time goes by a lot slower when you miss the one you love.
To die and part is a less evil; but to part and live, there, there is the torment.
If you said good-bye to me tonight, There would still be music left to write.
When I see your smile, and I know it’s not for me, that’s when I’ll miss you.
Sometimes we need to hold our head high, blink back the tears , and just say GOOD-BYE.
Good bye, proud world! I’m going home; Thou art not my friend, and I’m not thine.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Good-bye. I am leaving because I am bored.
There is no material that is harder than saying goodbye.
We only part to meet again.
Why does it take a minute to say hello and forever to say goodbye?
Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Never say goodbye when you still want to try, never give up when you still feel you can’t take it. Never say you don’t love the person anymore when you can’t let go.
Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I’ll miss you Until we meet again!
Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn’t work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.
Charles M. Schulz
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.
Ivy Baker Priest
You know that you are in love when the hardest thing to do is say good-bye!
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.
Man’s feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
Jean Paul Richter
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
Henry David Thoreau
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.
Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again.
People so seldom say I love you And then it’s either too late or love goes. So when I tell you I love you, It doesn’t mean I know you’ll never go, Only that I wish you didn’t have to.
Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would I’d never leave.
A.A. Milne (Winnie the Pooh)
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.
A goodbye isn’t painful unless you’re never going to say hello again.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
True love doesn’t have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go is one way of saying I love you.
As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.
Anna Brownell Jameson
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.
Attributed to Claudia Ghandi
You and I will meet again When we’re least expecting it One day in some far off place I will recognize your face I won’t say goodbye my friend For you and I will meet again
Distance of time and place generally cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking leave of our friends resembles taking leave of the world, of which it has been said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.