And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
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.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing away of oneself and an eventual extinction.
Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.
Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it.
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.
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.
If you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.
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.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
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.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
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.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Anyone with a heart, with a family, has experienced loss. No one escapes unscathed. Every story of separation is different, but I think we all understand that basic, wrenching emotion that comes from saying goodbye, not knowing if we'll see that person again-or perhaps knowing that we won't.
As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye.
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
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