Donna Tartt Quotes

I love you too much to say goodbye.

Let me feel your love one more time before I abandon it.

Crashing into the trembling void Stretching my hand to you Losing myself to frigid regret Is this fragile love A way To say Good-bye

Goodbye, my love, my life. Goodbye, goodbye.

It was my destiny to love and say goodbye.

I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--

Don't go," she whispered, her eyes closed. It was all happening too fast. She couldn't give Daniel up. Not yet. She didn't think she ever could.

I will never be yours, and you will never be mine; nevertheless, I can honestly say: I love you, I love you, I love you.

It isn't possible to love and to part.

There's no ifs and buts or maybes, you're gonna miss, you're gonna miss my loving.

It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.

I told Terry I was leaving. She had been thinking about it all night and was resigned to it. Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.

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Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain. Good-bye and have faith, my Tatiana.

I love you-I do-but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you're always going to leave me, A. We can't deny it. You're always going to leave.

[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.

I love you. I love you. I send this message through my fingers and into his, up his arm and into his heart. Hear me. I love you. And I'm sorry to leave you.

Park was never going to love her more than he did on the day they said goodbye. And she couldn’t bear to think of him loving her less.

I don't want to lose you.' His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. 'But you don't want to keep me, either, do you?' To that, he had no response.

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

And, if you love me, as I think you do, let's kiss and part, for we have much to do

Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever.

I'm only going to be here for a time, then leave you." His gaze met mine. "And I will cry when I go, because I could love you forever.