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Sooner or later we've all got to let go of our past.
Oct 2, 2025
No matter where you are in life . . . [y]ou always have a choice and the choice can be power.
Laughter gives us distance. It allows us to step back from an event, deal with it and then move on.
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts.
Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.
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.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again. Some trails are happy ones, Others are blue. It's the way you ride the trail that counts, Here's a happy one for you.
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.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Husbands come and go; children come and eventually they go. Friends grow up and move away. But the one thing that's never lost is your sister.
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
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