And so, as quietly as he had lived, he slipped out of town, leaving only a note behind:Well, that’s that. I’m off, and if you don’t believe I’m leaving, just count the days I’m gone....

…and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I… I hurt no more, while you…you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it’s you I speak of.

You get use to someone—start to like them, even—and they leave. In the end, everyone leaves.

This is my home, Cape Breton is my home, and I don’t know if I really want to leave it as much as I might think and I’m sort of scared to leave it all...

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn’t happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?

6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,and I still don’t know which month it was thenor what day it is now.Blurred out linesfrom hangovers to coffeeAnother vagabond lost to love.4am alone and on my way.These are...

If I stayed here, something inside me would be lost forever—something I couldn’t afford to lose. It was like a vague dream, a burning, unfulfilled desire. The kind of dream people have only when they’re...

No please, stay here,We don’t need no money we can make it all work,”But he headed out on sunday, said he’d come home mondayI stayed up waitin’, anticipatin’, and pacin’But he was chasing paper”Caught up...

Aku harus pergi. Aku tak bisa terus-terusan berdiri disini. Hatiku sesak, pengap. Yang aku tahu aku harus pergi.

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...

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...

I found it idiotically distressing that a sharp finger whistle could no longer summon them outdoors into a playful twilight. An ancient discovery was now mine to make: to leave is to make nothing less...

Leaving the world behind is the best experience most feeble minds fear to try.

And I wished I could believe him. I wished with all that I had. And when you’re eleven, you’re on the cusp between still believing wishing worked if you wanted something hard enough and understanding...

Turn off the light,” she says as she walks away, creating a small woosh that smells sweet and chemical. It makes me sad because it’s the smell she makes when she’s leaving.

Everything is all right,When you’re here,When you’re right next to me,When my hand is in yours,Don’t leave me,Don’t leave me empty handed.

There ain’t no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

I don’t understand, Jem. I don’t understand why you’d leave me. Why would you that?

Be content to love, to dazzle in the light,If only for moments…And then be gone,With gladness in your heart,Before the creeping shadowsClaim too much your sadness at leaving.

Now go. Leaving quickly is the best thing you can do. Don’t think about it, don’t look back, and don’t think that what’s behind you is better than what’s in front because it’s not. Not...

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,at any time,and I am not your fault.

Crossing the ocean even on the Queen Elizabeth 2, you know in your bones, with every mile gained, that you have left your familiar world behind. You feel the full measure of the earth and...

There isn’t much difference between “giving” and “leaving”. While the former will ALWAYS come back to you, the latter will only do if it was meant to be yours in the first place.

…and that, in the end, the most interesting people always leave.

But I wasn’t the girl I’d been when I left, and I knew it.

It’s not that I want you to go, it’s just that I don’t want you to stay.” – China Sorrows –

When I’m all grown up, come what may,I’ll build a boat to carry me away

When someone puts an end to something, it doesn’t mean that he gave up, it means that thing is not taking him anywhere.

Who can’t relate to the idea of leaving one chapter behind and moving on to the next?

Let’s create a new memory,where our futures will fall back for strength

I don’t know how you can justify leaving any engagement behind in the social Web of 2011.

I would have stayed a hundred times and I would have left one time only – still, I left.

…they needed someone to explain, to spin, the parts of the tale that couldn’t be suppressed. Someone reputable and educated. Someone brilliant yet absolutely committed to the faith. Someone like my father.

A smile touches my lips when I remember both the memory of you entering my life and the memory of you leaving my life.

I don’t understand how I can know so little about love and how it works. How I can be so bad at it when it’s all I’ve ever wanted.All I’ve ever known is about leaving...

… and it was quite a sad thing,the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how...

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

Taking the Right Decision in any situation only requires TWO major ingredients:Critical Thinking and Grace.Critical Thinking is like ‘Works’ and Grace is like ‘Faith’. So if “Faith without Works is dead,” then same, I believe,...

I’m guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve but when I’m done, I’m done.

If you stay here, you become lost. And no one can find you. I like lost.

She doesn’t want me to leave, and she doesn’t want me to stay. That’s a double helping of Doesn’t Want Me, and one big I’m Not Hungry back at her.

And as paralyzing and upsetting as all the never agains were, the final leaving felt perfect. Pure. The most distilled possible form of liberation.

I’ve always wanted to go out with a bang, that’s why I carry two bricks around with me wherever I go, so when I leave a room I clap them together.

They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.

You must show him, by leaving him severely alone.

The first thing I ever invested in was Twitter. Blaine Cook, former CTO, was leaving the company and asked me if I wanted to buy his stock.

When I was deputy chairman I could travel from Glasgow to Edinburgh without leaving Tory land. In a two-week period I covered every constituency in which we had an MP. There were 14. Now we...

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.

And then it happens all at once and unexpectedly. That is how things happen, I suppose. You pack your bags and find yourself walking yourself home.

Mr. Van Buren, your friends may be leaving you but my friends never leave me.