Farewells Quotes

“Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

“From the ruins, lonely and inexplicable as the sphinx, rose the Empire State Building.

And just as it had been tradition of mine to climb to the Plaza roof to take leave of the beautiful city extending as far as the eyes could see, so now I went to the roof of that last and most magnificent of towers.

Then I understood. Everything was explained. I had discovered the crowning error of the city. Its Pandora's box.

Full of vaunting pride, the New Yorker had climbed here, and seen with dismay what he had never suspected. That the city was not the endless sucession of canyons that he had supposed, but that it had limits, fading out into the country on all sides into an expanse of green and blue. That alone was limitless.

And with the awful realization that New York was a city after all and not a universe, the whole shining ediface that he had reared in his mind came crashing down.

That was the gift of Alfred Smith to the citizens of New York.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City: Personal Essays 1920-40

“Goodbye," she said.
When I didn't say it back, she rested her hand on the top of my head. The weight was strange and gentle. "I love you," she said. "And when I tell you goodbye, I don't mean forever or for long. Just that I'm going home now, and so are you.”
― Brenna Yovanoff, The Replacement

“For that is the meaning of a farewell in the full, important sense of the word: that the two people, because they part, come to an understanding of how they have seen and experienced each other. What succeeded between them and what failed. That takes fearlessness: you have to be able to endure the pain of dissonance. It is also about acknowledging what was impossible. Parting is also something you do with yourself: to stand by yourself under the look of the other. The cowardice of a farewell resides in the transfiguration: in the attempt to bathe what was in a golden light and deny the dark. What you forfeit in that is nothing less than the acknowledgement of your self in those features produced by darkness.”
― Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon

“A ‘hello again’ after the final goodbye is sometimes harder than just keeping the goodbye as it was.”
― Jessiqua Wittman, A Memoir of Love

“ahthOOn SSyng!" I said. "That's farewell."
"It sounds evil."
"It is," I answered, and we parted.”
― Gail Carson Levine, Ella Enchanted

“This time, I want the hugs, kisses, and love that comes with a farewell … even if it’s a temporary one.” He takes a step and cups my head in his hands. “I want to say ‘see ya later’ and know that it’s not a final goodbye. I want to memorize every line,” he strums his finger across my face, “every line of your face, Alex. When I walk away, I want to know that I’ve made every last second I had with you count.”
― J.B. McGee, Skipping Stones

“Perhaps farewells create new territories, or they send us back to the only territory that truly belongs to us, that of solitude.”
― Andrés Neuman

“Farewell - though it sounds very tragic - is sometimes the best exit from the hell of unhappiness!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Save your kisses for the world, little one.

- Magnus to Lestat before going into the fire.”
― Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat

“You know, even when we leave a place, we leave our memories there and they will represent us in our absence! So, in reality, we will always continue to be in every place we depart!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Every clever boat who has deeply understood the realities of this universe knows that when it leaves the shore, it may not be able to return there again! Every departure carries a potential of a forever farewell in this universe!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Hyvästit oli sanottu moneen kertaan, mutta aina haudattu toisiin sanoihin, eikä niitä lopulta ollut sanottu kertaakaan. Niin me tulemme tänne yhä uudelleen jäähyväiset askeliamme painaen. Ne ovat ikuisesti myöhässä ja poissa paikoiltaan: mennyt hetki, jota emme tunnistaneet silloin, kun se oli ulottuvilla, ja jonka aavetta emme siksi koskaan lakkaa kantamasta mukanamme.”
― Emmi Itäranta, Kudottujen kujien kaupunki

“Farewell, Mother, careworn and abiding,
Farewell, Papa, faded brightness hiding.
Farewell, Constanze, I took your tales to heart,
Farewell, Hans, and your fumbles in the dark.
Farewell, Käthe, I’m sorry I did you wrong.
Farewell, Josef, may you play ever-long.
Farewell, all, to you I give my love.”
― S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong

“When you are leaving someone, leave like the sun leaves the earth with a magnificent elegance!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“As there was nothing left for Veil to protect Shallan from feeling, she began to fade. But as she faded, one last question surfaced: Did I do well?”
― Brandon Sanderson, Rhythm of War

“I had now also got to deal with the fate of my horses and my dogs... In the end I decided to give them to my friends.

I rode in to Nairobi on my favourite horse, Rouge, going very slowly and looking round to the North, and the South. It was a very strange thing to Rouge, I thought, to be going in by the Nairobi road, and not to be coming back. I installed him, with some trouble, in the horse-van of the Naivasha train, I stood in the van and felt, for the last time, his silky muzzle against my hands and my face. I will not let thee go, Rouge, except thou bless me. We had found together the riding-path down to the river amongst the Native shambas and huts, on the steep slippery descent he had walked as nimbly as a mule, and in the brown running river-water I had seen my own head and his close together. May you now, in a valley of clouds, eat carnations to the right and stock to the left.”
― Isak Dinesen (Karen Blixen), Out of Africa

“J'espère qu'on se reverra. Oui, j'en suis certain, dans des circonstances plus favorables. La terre est ronde, n'est-ce pas ?”
― Dương Thu Hương, Hành trình ngày thơ ấu

“هذه فلسفة من مل من كثافة التجارب، هذه رؤية من يريد كل شيء دون خسارة اي شيء. هذه ترجمة فعلية لمسار إخترته مع إمرأة مستحيلة ولدت. لكني حتى اللحظة أحاول جمع أشلائي التي تناثرت برحيلها. لا أنصح أحداً يإتباع هذا المبدأ. من المؤسف حقاً أن يكون صواباً القول المأثور الذي يقول: " الحب كالثلج، يبقى جميلاً إلى أن ندوسه". مآساتنا أنه يجب أن ندوس الثلج كي نترك بصمة فيه وفي قلب من نحب، وإلا لن يدوم حباً لم نخض غماره بنية الحفاظ عليه مدى الحياة...."إلى حبيبتي التي رحلت دون وداعٍ يليق بنا، نادم حتى الموت كيف لم نتمرغ بالحب حتى وحوله. تراكِ أيضاً تقبلين أن تسامحي ؟؟؟،،،
جاد العربي”
― جاد العربي

“She bid him farewell,
And scrutinized his silhouette,
That slowly faded in the shadows.
She whispered,
"Au-revoir"
To the nocturnal mist.”
― Ruqayya Shaheed Khan

“Yesterday I learned that hours are nothing but bodies
We kill upon confronting,
Or perhaps they are the ones
That backstab us as soon as they are behind...”
― Louis Yako, أنا زهرة برية [I am a Wildflower]