Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
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.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
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.
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.
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.
There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart.
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.
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.
Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine
When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles, When the time comes to embrace for one long last while, We can laugh about how time really flies, We won't say goodbye 'cause true love never dies,You'll always be beautiful in my eyes.
There are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
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.
Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart.
Could we see when and where we are to meet again, we would be more tender when we bid our friends goodbye.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
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