Nothing's worse than saying goodbye. It's a little like dying.
Thank you for your coffee, seignior. I shall miss that when we leave Casablanca.
Ladies and gentlemen, Otis Alexander Sudeikis has LEFT the building! (I'm the building)
And if there's a moral there, I don't know what it is, save maybe that we should take our goodbyes whenever we can.
I'm sorry to see it end.
Farewell has a sweet sound of reluctance. Good-by is short and final, a word with teeth sharp to bite through the string that ties past to the future.
I wanted to say goodbye to someone, and have someone say goodbye to me. The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we´re still alive.
There's never a right time to say goodbye.
Every farewell combines loss and new freedom.
And now, gentlemen, like your manners, I must leave you.
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.
Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't joking when I said goodbye.
Saying goodbye to Dortmund was difficult for me of course.
It's the emptiest and yet the fullest of all human messages: 'Good-bye.
To say goodbye is to die a little.
