#goodbye

I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been - if you've been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#sadness #sad

The last day is way shorter than counting to ten. ↗

— Leena Ahmad Almashat

#goodbye #goodbyes #last #harmony

I hadn't said goodbye. It had been easier, like always, to just disappear, sparing myself the messy details of another farewell. Now, my fingers hovered over my track pad, moving the cursor down to his comment section before I stopped myself. What was the point? Anything I said now would only be an afterthought. Elizabeth who goes by her middle name ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#military-brats-have-to-move #moving-away #sorrow #military

Good bye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end, but in my heart is the memory and there you will always be. ↗

— Walt Disney Company

#fox #fox-and-the-hound #goodbye #hound #memory

Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#meaning

He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. I wanted to remember him exactly as he was right then, how his arms looked brown against his white shirt, the way his hair was cut a little too short in the front. Even the bruise, there because of me. Then he was gone. Just for that moment, the thought that I might never see him again… it felt worse than death. I wanted to run after him. Tell him anything, everything. Just don’t go. Please just never go. Please just always be near me, so I can at least see you. Because it felt final. I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. That no matter what, we would be connected—by our history, by this house. But this time, this last time, it felt final. Like I would never see him again, or that when I did, it would be different, there would be a mountain between us. I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn’t expect was to feel so much grief. Bye bye, Birdie. ↗

— Jenny Han

#loss #love #death

We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#goodbye #kerouac #love #love

I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were. ↗

— Berkeley Breathed

#because #bit #child #drew #ever

It's hard to say goodbye to the streets. It's all how you do it. You can pass by and say, 'What's happening?' and keep it moving, but it's a certain element that'll never be able to roll with you once you get to this level, because that's the separation of it all. ↗

— Snoop Dogg

#because #certain #element #get #goodbye

I remember when my father passed away, we drove the funeral procession past the bank so he could say one last goodbye. That's how much the bank meant to my father. ↗

— Alexi Giannoulias

#bank #could #drove #father #funeral