#leavin

In the state of Alabama we have a significant number of illegal aliens that are leaving our state as occurred in Arizona after they got tough on illegal aliens. ↗

— Mo Brooks

#alabama #arizona #got #illegal #illegal aliens

You can't go home again ↗

— Thomas Wolfe

#inspirational #leaving #loss #return #inspirational

I'll tell you this. Leaving that which you love breaks your heart open. But you will find a jewel inside, and this precious jewel is the opening of your heart to all that is new and all that is different, and it will be the making of you-if you allow it to be. ↗

— Jacqueline Winspear

#leaving #love

...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#goodbye #leaving #love #love-quotes #lovers

But that was all bravado. Already - how had it come about so quickly - desire had begotten need. A few whispered words (perhaps he didn't mean them) and I was ready to follow. It was worse to think of staying behind, to grind one day upon another. Nothing to hold me here. None to regret my leaving, save Az. ↗

— Sarah Micklem

#leaving #love #running-away #love

It sounds mercenary and it smacks of rats leaving the sinking ship. But get real, when everyone is bailing out, you don't want to be the last man standing. ↗

— Robbie Fowler

#everyone #get #last #leaving #man

You must show him, by leaving him severely alone. ↗

— Charles Stewart Parnell

#him #leaving #must #severely #show

Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons. ↗

— Donald Miller

#beauty

A spiritual pilgrim needs to discern when his or her life is stunted in an old field and find the courage and determination to go to a "new land" that the Lord will show. (Abraham-Journey) ...so that you can find the wholeness you seek. ↗

— Sue Monk Kidd

#courage

I found it idiotically distressing that a sharp finger whistle could no longer summon them outdoors into a playful twilight. An ancient discovery was now mine to make: to leave is to make nothing less than a mortal action. The suspicion came to me for the fist time that they were figures of my dreaming, like the loved dead: my mother and all these vanished boys. And after Mama's cremation I could not rid myself of the notion that she had been placed in the furnace of memory even when alive and, by extension, that one's dealings with others, ostensibly vital, at a certain point become dealings with the dead. ↗

— Joseph O'Neill

#leaving #loyalty #death