Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Goodbye, my friend, goodbye My love, you are in my heart. It was preordained we should part And be reunited by and by. Goodbye: no handshake to endure. Let's have no sadness - furrowed brow. There's nothing new in dying now Though living is no newer.
Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing away of oneself and an eventual extinction.
What shall I do with all the days and hours That must be counted ere I see thy face? How shall I charm the interval that lowers Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again. Some trails are happy ones, Others are blue. It's the way you ride the trail that counts, Here's a happy one for you.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
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.
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.
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.
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