Julianna Baggott Quotes

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

Whatever mourns when many leave these shores: Whatever shares The eternal reciprocity of tears.

For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.

Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.

Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your warm body. Among all the people Your absence The people who are always Not you. I have been easy with trees Too long. Too familiar with mountains. Joy has been a habit. Now Suddenly This rain.

I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.

They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.

I am sorry I could not see my father.

Go, forget me - why should sorrow, O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me - and tomorrow, brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile - though I shall not be near thee; Sing - though I shall never hear thee.

I can't bear it that Douglas isn't still here.

They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenly struck with panic. Now he was going--out again into that great world with its bustle and noise and excitement--and she must stay here. She had a terrible new feeling of loneliness, as if she stood in some solitary corner at a party where she was the only stranger. Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.

I felt that I was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it, and search for it hopelessly, as ghosts are said to do, frequenting the spots where they buried material treasures without which they cannot pay their way to the nether world.

I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

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

Why did everything feel like saying good-bye?

We have missed him in the sunshine, in the storm, in the twilight, ever since.

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness every day.

I'll miss you forever.' Blake - Devil To Pay

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

Jill felt an emptiness open inside of her as she lifted her arm, a sense that something vital was being subtracted from her life. It was always like that when somebody you cared about went away, even when you knew it was inevitable, and it probably wasn't your fault.

I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.

Each death and departure comes to us as a surprise, a sorrow never anticipated. Life is a long series of farewells; only the circumstances should surprise us.

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

How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.