I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
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I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end.
Saying Good-bye to the God of Disease (2) Thousands of willow branches in a spring wind. Six hundred million of China, land of the gods, and exemplary like the emperors Shun and Yao. A scarlet rain of peach blossoms turned into waves and emerald mountains into bridges. Summits touch the sky. We dig with silver shovels and iron arms shake the earth and the Three Rivers. God of plagues, where are you going? We burn paper boats and bright candles to light his way to heaven.
We all have to find our own ways to say good-bye.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.
To say good-bye is to deny separation; it is to say Today we play at going our own ways, but we'll see each other tomorrow. Men invented farewells because they somehow knew themselves to be immortal, even while seeing themselves as contingent and ephemeral.
We spoke of how to say good-bye,” Jem said. “When Jonathan bid farewell to David, he said, ‘Go in peace, for as much as we have sworn, both of us, saying the Lord be between me and thee, forever.’ They did not see each other again, but they did not forget. So it will be with us. When I am Brother Zachariah, when I no longer see the world with my human eyes, I will still be in some part the Jem you knew, and I will see you with the eyes of my heart.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
[H]e lay awake, dreading the dawn when he would have to say good-bye to the small universe he had built for himself over the years.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
Good bye, proud world! I'm going home; Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine
Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
Farewell, my sister, fare thee well. The elements be kind to thee, and make Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well.
My friendships, they are a very strong part of my life, they are as light as gossamer but also they are as strong as steel. And I cannot throw them off, nor altogether do with them or without them. And I love them at the point where they say: It is nice to see you again. And I love them too at the point when they say: Good-bye, come again soon. The rhythm of friendship is a very good rhythm.
Good bye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end, but in my heart is the memory and there you will always be.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
In the hope to meet_x000D_ _x000D_ Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
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