How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
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.
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.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
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.
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it.
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.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
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.
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
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.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
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