Farewell Quotes
When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
It is no longer possible to escape men. Farewell to the monsters, farewell to the saints. Farewell to pride. All that is left is men.
Each death and departure comes to us as a surprise, a sorrow never anticipated. Life is a long series of farewells; only the circumstances should surprise us.
It’s spring! Farewell To chills and colds! The blushing, girlish World unfolds Each flower, leaf And blade of sod— Small letters sent To her from God.
Leaving Verses Poems Quotes To say goodbye Isn't a pain Unless you're never going...! (Tee hee)
I've been writing verses For 60 years...phew! And d'yer know why I did it? T'was especially for you
We've shared good (times) We've shared good fries We've shared good (beers) But never goodbyes... Till now Mind how you go, good buddy
The air is full of a farewell- deserted by the silver lake lies the wild world, overturned. Cities rise where the mountains fell, the furnace where the phoenix burned
My mom does not exist anymore, and I cannot see my mother in myself. To me, the word "mother" is the synonym for the words "parting" or "separation" or "farewell."
Normally when people resign they will organise their champagne farewell parties... and then they resurface somewhere.
Emily And her love to be Carved in a heart On a berry tree But it's only a little farewell lovespell Time to design a woman
Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave.
Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. Solid flesh can never live up to the bright shadow cast by its absence.
The Founders didn't mention political parties when they wrote the Constitution, and George Washington in essence warned us against them in his Farewell Address.
My spirit will sleep in peace; or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell.
I love you, too." But this hopeful farewell does little to bring peace of mind, even now. Loving you has never been the problem. What's troubling me is how loving you may never be enough.
Farewell is a beautiful and a soft word and yet it is a horrible and a heavy thing too!
And therefore, Reader, I myself am the subject of my book: it is not reasonable that you should employ your leisure on a topic so frivolous and so vain. Therefore, Farewell.
You mourn, for it is proper to mourn. But your grief serves you; you do not become a slave to grief. You bid the dead farewell, and you continue.
If we move toward the weaponisation of space, we can bid farewell to the planet. The chances of survival are very slight.
and now we get to the hard part. the endings, the farewells, and the famous last words. if you don't hear from me often, remember that you're in my thoughts.
Farewell, my friend," Drizzt whispered, trying futilely to keep his voice from breaking. :This journey you make alone.
... I bid farewell to my readers in the hope that they have formed their own opinion as to the meaning of the word "combination".
It's interesting to leave a place, interesting even to think about it. Leaving reminds us of what we can part with and what we can't, then offers us something new to look forward to, to dream about.
Last night I dreamed I was still human, but now I have woken up, into something better. Farewell, my friends, farewell.
There is only one word of tenderness we could say, which we have not said oftentimes before ; and there is no consolation in it. The happy never say, and never hear said, farewell.
He said we were all cooked but we were all right as long as we did not know it. We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.
Come, sir, come, I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.Look, here I have you, thus I let you go, And give you to the gods.
I had turned away from the picture and was going back to the world where events move, men change, light flickers, life flows in a clear stream, no matter whether over mud or over stones.
In this, journey, of reaching, to myself, I have had, many a, thoroughfares, goodbye affairs, reality checks, and, lovely overwhelms.
We all come and go. This universe is staying here with endless joy of welcoming and an infinite sadness of farewell.
We have already said more goodbyes than are necessary. Those were goodbyes that brought about the end of partings. We taught each other that no parting is possible.
