Will your dad freak if I kiss you good-bye?” he asked.

For a long time, she sat and saw.She had seen her brother die with one eye open, on still in a dream. She had said goodbye to her mother and imagined her lonely wait for...

The first sorrow of autumn is the slow good-bye of the garden that stands so long in the evening—a brown poppy head, the stalk of a lily, and still cannot go.The second sorrow is the...

Good by-aye!” she chanted, my American sweet immortal dead love; for she is dead and immortal if you are reading this.

We can’t be sad for her,” she murmured. “Only for ourselves at having to say good-bye.

Wherever I go, I’ll always see you. You’ll always be with me. And there’s no happy ending coming here, no way a story that started on a night that’s burned into my heart will end...

no” to what always keeps you static!

Good bye” is a good gift when you wave it at me because I refuse to follow a bad advice you gave. Wave it at me and I will show you the door.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope’s disappointment.