If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden. ~Attributed to Claudia Ghandi
The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart. ~Alan Alda
That bitter word, which closed all earthly friendships and finished every feast of love farewell! ~Robert Pollok
The joy of meeting pays the pangs of absence; else who could bear it? ~Nicholas Rowe
As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death. ~Anna Brownell Jameson
Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would I’d never leave. ~A.A. Milne
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence. ~Alcibiades
Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again. ~Elizabeth Bowen
Absence diminishes little passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire. ~Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld, translated from French
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven. ~Tryon Edwards
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. ~Kahlil Gibran
A man never knows how to say goodbye; a woman never knows when to say it. ~Helen Rowland
The return makes one love the farewell. ~Alfred De Musset
May you have warm words on a cool evening, a full moon on a dark night, and a smooth road all the way to your door. ~Irish Toast
Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave. ~William Shakespeare
If I leave here tomorrow, will you still remember me? ~Allen Collins and Ronnie Van Zant, "Free Bird," One More From the Road, 1973, performed by Lynyrd Skynyrd
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending. ~Lazurus Long
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part. ~Edward Young
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. ~John Dryden