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Weekend Words: Farewell

“I’ll never see them again. I know that. And they know that. And knowing this, we say farewell.”

Jacques-Louis David, “The Farewell of Telemachus and Eucharis” (1818), oil on canvas, 87 x 103 cm, private collection (image via Web Gallery of Art)

After 250 entries, from “absolve” to “yesterday,” Weekend Words is calling it a day.

I’ll never see them again. I know that. And they know that. And knowing this, we say farewell.

―Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.

—J. R. R. Tolkien

While conscience is our friend, all is at peace; however once it is offended, farewell to a tranquil mind.

—Mary Wortley Montagu

All farewells should be sudden, when forever.

—George Gordon, Lord Byron

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!
A farewell, and then forever!

—Robert Burns, “Ae Fond Kiss”

The return makes one love the farewell.

—Alfred de Musset

Farewell has a sweet sound of reluctance. Good-by is short and final, a word with teeth sharp to bite through the string that ties past to the future.

―John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

Farewell, my great one, my own, farewell, my pride, farewell, my swift, deep, dear river, how I loved your daylong splashing, how I loved to plunge into your cold waves.

―Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

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