Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.
Farewell, my great one, my own, farewell, my pride, farewell, my swift, deep, dear river, how I loved your daylong splashing, how I loved to plunge into your cold waves.
Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
A friend of mine, now retired, was then a major exec at a major bank, and one of her jobs, the last four years, was the farewell interview.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well.
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.
Farewell, dearest friend, never to see one another any more till at the right hand of Christ.
I have to go and say farewell to all the countries that I have been to, if I can. I am 73 now, it is taxing on me.
One day I may be meeting you and hearing how you've changed your life by saying, "Farewell to Fat".
Before I was reading science fiction, I read Hemingway. Farewell to Arms was my first adult novel that said not everything ends well. It was one of those times where reading has meant a great deal to me, in terms of my development - an insight came from that book.
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Farewell all relations and friends in Christ; farewell acquaintances and all earthly enjoyments; farewell reading and preaching, praying and believing, wanderings, reproaches, and sufferings.
It can't be any simpler: the farewell is going to be on the Champs-Elysees.
Every day I shall put my papers in order and every day I shall say farewell. And the real farewell, when it comes, will only be a small outward confirmation of what has been accomplished within me from day to day.
While conscience is our friend, all is at peace; however once it is offended, farewell to a tranquil mind.
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.
Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
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