Mike Quade Quotes

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

Saying goodbye is very emotional.

Something that required the best of you has ended. You will miss it.

Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.

In every parting there is an image of death.

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.

Good-byes are hard, but life is about changes.

I will be sad. I've gotten very attached to Harry and all that goes on in his world, I guess I'll just be kind of tasting every bit of it because it will be the last one.

Saying goodbye to close ones is always the hardest.

It marked the beginning and, of course, an end. At that moment a chapter, no, a whole stage of my closed. Had I known, and had there been a spare second or two, I might have allowed myself a little nostalgia.

Stations and airports are rehearsals for separations by death.

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.

Everything I am familiar with is gone.

Because it is senior year I have begun to see things as potential absences. The things I love will become the things I'll miss.

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.

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

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.

Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes; I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again

There's nothing more difficult than saying goodbye to a house where you've suffered.

Goodbyes are on of the hardest things about life. One way or another people were always leaving... Always moving on.

It is always sad to leave a place to which one knows one will never return.

We part with tender relations stretching far behind us, that never can be exactly renewed, and with others dawning - yet before us.