Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.
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.
If you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
The return makes one love the farewell.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
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.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
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.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
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.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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