#leavin

The state of my poor boy's health prevents me from leaving home for a night. ↗

— Edward Irving

#health #home #leaving #leaving home #me

I tell you very honestly, 1 billion percent, I have never regretted leaving Metallica. ↗

— Jason Newsted

#honestly #i #leaving #metallica #never

When the media defines something, you have to question: Is it the definition that you want applied to your culture? I'm trying to determine who's leaving the legacy, and if the legacy that is being left is a positive one. ↗

— Tim Reid

#being #culture #defines #definition #determine

A spiritual pilgrim needs to discern when his or her life is stunted in an old field and find the courage and determination to go to a "new land" that the Lord will show. (Abraham-Journey) ...so that you can find the wholeness you seek. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#courage

How I adore you, Marya. How well I chose. Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#death #devotion #leaving #love #death

Did not we vow that we would neither of us be either before or after the other even in travelling the last journey of life? And can you find it in your heart to leave me now? ↗

— Murasaki Shikibu

#leaving #love #death

I just can’t wait to get out of Sweet Valley,' Jessica explained. 'I feel like I’ve been dancing with the same ten cute guys my whole life. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#dancing #leaving-home #superficiality #sweet-valley #home

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer? ↗

— Betty Smith

#dreams #growing-up #hope #imagination #leaving

I found it idiotically distressing that a sharp finger whistle could no longer summon them outdoors into a playful twilight. An ancient discovery was now mine to make: to leave is to make nothing less than a mortal action. The suspicion came to me for the fist time that they were figures of my dreaming, like the loved dead: my mother and all these vanished boys. And after Mama's cremation I could not rid myself of the notion that she had been placed in the furnace of memory even when alive and, by extension, that one's dealings with others, ostensibly vital, at a certain point become dealings with the dead. ↗

— Joseph O'Neill

#leaving #loyalty #death

Even though I always came back, he said he was always watching me leave. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#leave #leaving #long-distance-love #love #relationships