Stephenie Meyer Quotes

Every farewell combines loss and new freedom.

Thank God and Greyhound you're gone.

It is never a mistake to say good-bye.

Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope's disappointment.

There's no greater power than the power of good-bye.

Where thou art gone, adieus and farewells are a sound unknown.

There's nothing here to say good-bye to. There's no dancing girl. No mischievous smile. She's gone, off with her sisters, broken free, escaped. And if she were here now, she would say, "Go.

Look out your window, and I'll be gone. You're the reason I'm a-traveling on.

I hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part; Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.

I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go, but what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye.

You have played enough; you have eaten and drunk enough. Now it is time for you to depart.

She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift.

There's never a right time to say goodbye.

Saying farewell is also a bold and powerful beginning.

There is someone I must say goodbye to. Oh, not you - we are sure to see each other again - but the Lily Bart you knew. I have kept her with me all this time, but now we are going to part, and I have brought her back to you - I am going to leave her here. When I go out presently she will not go with me. I shall like to think that she has stayed with you.

Goodbye, Room." I wave up at Skylight. "Say goodbye," I tell Ma. "Goodbye, Room." Ma says it but on mute. I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened. Then we go out the door.

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.

We all have to find our own ways to say good-bye.

The jovial party broke up next morning. Breakings-up are capital things in our school-days, but in after life they are painful enough. Death, self-interest, and fortune's changes, are every day breaking up many a happy group, and scattering them far and wide; and the boys and girls never come back again.

To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all traces of their steps.

Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.

The time was fast approaching when Earth, like all mothers, must say farewell to her children.

I'll never see them again. I know that. And they know that. And knowing this, we say farewell.