Meghana Raj Quotes

Separation comes from preparation.

The day I entered St Columb's College, my parents bought me a Conway Stewart pen. It was a special afternoon, of course. We were going to be parting that evening; they were aware of it, I was aware of it, nothing much was said about it.

I left for New York three days after graduation.

I spend a lot of time thinking about this business of letting go - letting go of the children God gives to us for such a brief time before they go off on their own; letting go of old homes, old friends, old places and old dreams.

It's interesting to leave a place, interesting even to think about it. Leaving reminds us of what we can part with and what we can't, then offers us something new to look forward to, to dream about.

I think the most beautiful thing is that we're not parting because there were problems. We're parting because we're celebrating each others' growth.

I was extremely close with my parents. Breaking away from that is a double-edged sword: It's something you need to do, but it's hard to cut the apron strings.

I'm really going to miss all the people in the front office, media relations, marketing, all the great people at the ball park. They were my family for a while, and that part really stings. But life does go on.

Nothing is so dear as what you're about to leave.

Leaving Chelsea was sad, but naturally everything has to come to an end.

When you leave home, then you leave with the possibility of not returning.

It's definitely tough to get up and walk away from something you have been a part of for so long. But it's part of life.

Life was a series of greetings and farewells, one was always saying good-bye to something, to someone.

Be ahead of all farewells as if they were behind you, like the winter that is just departing.

When you leave a place, it's best to leave.

How do you know that the fruit is ripe? Simply because it leaves the branch.

It is so hard to leave-until you leave.

Youth moves out, leaving no forwarding address. No matter how you try, you can't reach that person again or that place.

For we lose not only by death, but also by leaving and being left, by changing and letting go and moving on.

Hello, I must be going, I cannot stay, I came to say, I must be going. I’m glad I came, but just the same, I must be going.

Thus we live, forever taking leave.

Every farewell combines loss and new freedom.

When she packed up to leave, she knew that she was saying goodbye to something important, which was not that bad, in a way, because it meant that at least you had said hello to it to begin with.

When I went to college, my parents threw a going away party for me, according to the letter.

The little boy had wandered away from his mother, tacking across the grass toward the play structure. His mother watched him go, proud, tickled, unaware that every time they toddled away from you, they came back a little different, ten seconds older and nearer to the day when they left you for good. Pearl divers in training, staying under a few seconds longer every time.