Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.
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.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
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.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
True love doesn't have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go is one way of saying I love you.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
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.
Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again.
Could we see when and where we are to meet again, we would be more tender when we bid our friends goodbye.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
In the hope to meet
Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
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.
It feels right. But it's emotional. Saying goodbye to anything you've done that long is hard.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
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