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.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.
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.
Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.
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.
Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
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.
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.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
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.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Distance of Time and Place do really cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking Leave of our Friends resembles taking Leave of the World, concerning which it hath been often said, that it is not Death but Dying which is terrible.
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
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