#goodbye

Fifteen minutes later, a meeting was called. "Okay, look." Deb's face was dead serious. "I know I just joined this project, and I don't want to offend anyone. But I'm going to be honest. I think you've been going about this all wrong." "I'm offended," Dave told her flatly. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#sarah-dessen #what-happened-to-goodbye #funny

Could we see when and where we are to meet again, we would be more tender when we bid our friends goodbye. ↗

— Ouida

#bid #could #friends #goodbye #meet

Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it. ↗

— Trey Parker

#goodbye #how #left #matters #mean

You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again. ↗

— Tom Petty

#day #expecting #face #far #friend

That money talks, I'll not deny, I heard it once: It said, 'Goodbye'. ↗

— Richard Armour

#goodbye #heard #i #money #once

It feels right. But it's emotional. Saying goodbye to anything you've done that long is hard. ↗

— Angela Ruggiero

#done #emotional #feels #goodbye #hard

Lacey didn't like it, even though he was born here, I understand. I mean, he was born in Brooklyn. He told the staff that they better prepare themselves to say goodbye to some of their friends. ↗

— Sydney Schanberg

#born #brooklyn #even #friends #goodbye

I feel like giving myself a pat on the back. We can create history tonight. We can bid goodbye to 10 years of (Liberal-Conservative) government which has ground to a halt, and get a new government and a new majority in Denmark. ↗

— Helle Thorning-Schmidt

#bid #create #denmark #feel #get

I'll be back," she said. "Very soon." He needed to reply. He needed to say Good, come back; better, Don't go; or better still, I'll join you. He wanted to say, Your neck is beautiful. He wanted to say, I never ever thought my life would hold this, and if your leaving is what I must give for what I was given, then it was worth it. But the children were all around and Mr Abasi was calling out and motioning for her to come, and anyway, he knew now, if he hadn't known before, that there were limitations to words - words in the air or on a page. ↗

— Masha Hamilton

#love #beauty

To what shall we compare our fragile life? Life is like a speck of dust that alights upon a surface. It remains there, unmoved, until a draft threatens it. When a breeze comes it holds on till the last. Finally, a gust of wind comes and it is blown asunder. That is how fragile life is, like a speck of dust blown to nothingness. ↗

— Paul Worthington

#goodbye #grandma-s-secret #melted-dreams #wicked-turn #dreams