Allison Janney Quotes

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

Sometimes change is good. Although I didn't want to leave.

The only certain freedom's in departure.

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

It's strange to think that one day you're wrestling, and the next day you're not.

Change is good, but in the middle of it, it can be very sad.

I wonder what it will be like when I leave this place.

To see the farm is to leave it.

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.

Just because she's leaving, don't start believing, that your rock and roll days are gone.

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

I feel some unwillingness to quit the remembrance of the past. With all the hope of the new I feel that we are leaving the old.

I know I can't stay here forever

After school the very next day, El Rey's mobile home was gone. I laid in bed and wondered what happens to people when they go, if they become like shadows, if they fade away when they disappear from your life. The only thing I could see was the broken picket fence. The only sound I could hear was the cry of birds being killed in the night.

And all the bustle of departure - sometimes sad, sometimes intoxicating - just as fear or hope may be inspired by the new chances of coming destiny.

My dad passed away...and suddenly I found myself at the top of the tree and looking at the sky instead of at my mom and dad.

You were leaving, and you didn't even know if I was okay.

I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind.

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

Goodbyes are overrated.

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

I was trying to feel some kind of good-bye. I mean I’ve left schools and places I didn’t even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it. If you don’t you feel even worse.

Anyway, it doesn't matter how much, how often, or how closely you keep an eye on things because you can't control it. Sometimes things and people just go. Just like that.

Leaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots. But you can't do that until your life has grown roots.

It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.