#leaving

Mama and I sat on a burping bus full of chickens in cages, and round-eyed babies on round mothers' laps. (The Pinata-Maker's Daughter) ↗

— Eileen Granfors

#family #family-roots #leaving-home #age

There are times when the actual experience of leaving something makes you wish desperately that you could stay, and then there are times when the leaving reminds you a hundred times over why exactly you had to leave in the first place. ↗

— Shauna Niequist

#leave #leaving #time #change

In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist. ↗

— Ari Berk

#houses #leaving #death

Leaving would imply suitcases and empty drawers, and late birthday cards with ten-dollar bills stuffed inside. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#hurt #leaving #life #pain #life

No, the next time i kiss you it'll last a long, long time. And then when we're done you're gonna realize being turned on is not about experience ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#leaving-paradise #simone-elkeles #experience

She had to go," said Rose. "It was because of her angel," said Indigo. "And because of Granddad," added Caddy. "And because of her nose stud." "And because her name isn't on the color chart." "She's lonely," said Rose. "That's why. ↗

— Hilary McKay

#leaving #lonely #sad #family

It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world. ↗

— John Green

#inspirational #leaving #nerdfighter #inspirational

To leave, after all, was not the same as being left. ↗

— Anita Shreve

#leaving #lesson #life #the-pilot-s-wife #life

It was a life I didn’t want to leave behind.It was a life I didn’t want to forget. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#life #not-ready-to-die #life

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. ↗

— Beryl Markham

#attachment #belonging #future #home #homelessness