There was also a rumor that later in the day, she walked fully clothed into the Amper River and said something very strange. Something about a kiss. Something about a Saumensch. How many times did she have to say goodbye?
Farewell is a beautiful and a soft word and yet it is a horrible and a heavy thing too!
A chord, stronger or weaker, is snapped asunder in every parting, and time's busy fingers are not practiced in re-splicing broken ties. Meet again you may; will it be in the same way? With the same sympathies? With the same sentiments? Will the souls, hurrying on in diverse paths, unite once more, as if the interval had been a dream? Rarely, rarely!
Writers really do that. We weep over our characters. We are saddened sometimes for days when we say goodbye to a world or a character. They do become our best friends. I've probably spent more time with them over the past 22, 24 years than I have spent with most of the real members of my family.
Wherever you are you will always be in my heart.
Alice: I don’t love you anymore. Goodbye. Dan: Since when? Alice: Now. Just now.
How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.
Most songs that aren't jump-rope songs, or lullabies, are cautionary tales or goodbye songs and road songs.
You left me for a dream you had to follow, but I thought goodbye wouldn't last that long.
You never imagine that when you say hello to someone and you fall in love, that some day you'll have to say goodbye.
Dor shook his head. “The phrase. What does it mean?” Sarah wondered if he was kidding. “Time flies? You know, like, time goes really fast and suddenly you’re saying goodbye and it’s like no time passed at all?” His eyes drifted. He liked it. “Time flies. ” “With you,” she added.
We said goodbye with a highball Then I got as high as a steeple But we were intelligent people No tears, no fuss, hooray For us!
True love doesn't have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go is one way of saying I love you.
Whatever you may be missing right now - a person, a place, a feeling, maybe you are injured and missing running - whatever it is, have peace and take heart - remember that any goodbye makes room for a hello.
Have some sort of a private place to work in. Put up a sign to keep from being interrupted. Mine says: "Please, do not knock, do not say hello or goodbye, do not ask what's for dinner, do not disturb me unless the police or firemen have to be called. "
The more important the emotion is, the fewer words required to express it: Will you go out with me? I think I like you. I care for you. I love you. Marry me. Goodbye.
Viva Italia! Goodbye to all poor peoples everywhere!. . . Pusha da button!
Only nature has a right to grieve perpetually, for she only is innocent. Soon the ice will melt, and the blackbirds sing along the river which he frequented, as pleasantly as ever. The same everlasting serenity will appear in this face of God, and we will not be sorrowful, if he is not.
Goodbye, you who are, for me, the postmarks again of shattered towns--Xenia, Burnt Cabins, Hornell-- their loneliness given away in poems, only their solitude kept.
Goodbye- please don't crywe both know that I'm not what you need. But I will always love you.