How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.— A. A. Milne
Professional Good Bye Love quotations
You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Some trails are happy ones, Others are blue. It's the way you ride the trail that counts, Here's a happy one for you.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
True love doesn't have a happy ending, because true love never ends.
Letting go is one way of saying I love you.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.
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.
Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave.
Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well.
It is never good dwelling on good-byes .
.. it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.
I hid my love when young till I Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my life to my despite Till I could not bear to look at light: I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place; Where'er I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love good-bye.
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.
What shall I do with all the days and hours That must be counted ere I see thy face? How shall I charm the interval that lowers Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
It's morning when I go to sleep In the distant dawn a church bell rings Another day is coming on A baby's born, an old man dies Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye I leave my soul and just move on And wish that I was there to sing this song
Is not absence death to those who love?
Good-bye, Graystripe. I love you. Take care of our kits.
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell!
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Lionel Richie, love song, OK, thank you very much, good-bye.
And all of a sudden I realized that, in my career, what has made my career has always been the surprises.
I have fooled life and life has fooled me.
We are quits. I say good-bye. Think sometimes in the hour of happiness of your poor, comical fool who loved you truly and so well.
Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.
I think of you oftenand make no outward show,But what it means to lose you, no one will ever knowYou wished no one farewell, not even said good-bye,You were gone before I knew it,and only God knows why.You are not forgottennor will you ever be,As long as life and memories last, I will remember thee.To some you may be forgotten, to others a part of the past,But to me who loved you dearly, your memories will always last.Nothing can be more beautifulthan the memories I have of you.To me, you were someone special,God must have thought so too!If tears could build a staircase and memories a lane,I would walk all the way to Heaven,and bring you back again.
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air I've got a dream I want the world to share in castle walls Just leave me to despair Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky A dream come true, I'll live there 'til I die I'm asking you, to say my last good-bye The love we knew, ain't worth another try
The thing is, you don't get to know. It's not like you wake up with a bad feeling in your stomach. You don't see shadows where there shouldn't be any. You don't remember to tell your parents you love them or--in my case--remember to say good-bye to them at all.
No one teaches you how to walk away from someone who you know loves you.
NO one teaches you how to say good-bye.
I love to sleep because I need the rest, but I hate to miss something.
I would love to be able to take a pill that I wouldn't have to sleep. So, sometimes what keeps me up at night is just that I don't want to say good-bye to that day. And at the same time, I love to start the next day. I think I'm essentially a very unsettled person.
We learn to face the reality and the pain of our loss, to say good-bye to the dead loved one, to restore ourselves, and to reinvest in life once again.
A very wise dog woman once told me that dogs find owners, not the other way around. They pick you and they choose to stay with you. In that way, they are also giving you the end of their life. The deeper the bond, the harder it is to say good-bye. I know I'd rather have any amount of time with a dog I love and suffer the mourning than not have the time at all.