Saying Goodbye Love Quotes by William Cowper, Paulo Coelho, Tom Petty, Jean Dubuffet, Charles M. Schulz, Edna St. Vincent Millay and many others.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
If youвЂ™re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.
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.
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.
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.
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 is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
Saying goodbye doesn’t mean anything. It’s the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it.
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.
Can miles truly separate you from friends… If you want to be with someone you love, aren’t you already there?
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
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.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
Man’s feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.