#parting

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love. ↗

— George Eliot

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There's a little vanity chair that Charlie gave me the first Christmas we knew each other. I'll not be parting with that, nor our bed - the four-poster - I'll be needing that to die in. ↗

— Helen Hayes

#chair #charlie #christmas #die #each

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. ↗

— Washington Irving

#distant #falls #friends #heart #like

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection. ↗

— Arthur Schopenhauer

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The natural way of life is perfect as it, seeds die so flowers can bloom, and in time they give themselves back to the earth. ↗

— Martin Suarez

#departing #gone #life #life-lessons #suffering-clinging

Ariel: "Why do such stories always sound so sad? Why can't people part on more amiable terms?" Danny: "Human nature," he said. "When feelings change and a person is at their most insecure, it's a matter of personal survival, I think. It's not always meant to hurt, but it often does. ↗

— Judith-Victoria Douglas

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Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

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Imparting knowledge is only lighting other men's candles at our lamp without depriving ourselves of any flame. ↗

— Jane Porter

#candles #depriving #flame #imparting #knowledge

...and yet, though desirous to be gone, she could not quit the mansion-house, or look an adieu to the cottage, with its black, dripping and comfortless veranda, or even notice through the misty glasses the last humble tenements of the village, without a saddened heart. Scenes had passed in Uppercross which made it precious. It stood the record of many sensations of pain, once severe, but now softened; and of some instances of relenting feeling, some breathings of friendship and reconciliation, which could never be looked for again, and which could never cease to be dear. She left it all behind her, all but the recollection that such things had been. ↗

— Jane Austen

#feelings #going-away #memories #parting #recollections

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#joy #meeting #nothing #pain #parting