It’s interesting to leave a place, interesting even to think about it. Leaving reminds us of what we can part with and what we can’t, then offers us something new to look forward to, to dream about.
To leave is to die a little, To die to what we love. We leave behind a bit of ourselves Wherever we have been.
O love that so lightly to my heart, why are thy wings so feeble to depart?
True wisdom consists in not departing from nature and in molding our conduct according to her laws and model.
The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways; I to die, and you to live. Which is better? Only God knows.
We are Democrats, without suffix, prefix, apology or explanation because we believe that we can do better by every single American in this country regardless of sex, creed, color, national origin or sexual orientation. If we begin to fight over who we are and what we allow, then we will defeat ourselves. And now, there […]
His huff arrived and he departed in it.
Train up a child in the way he should go; and when he is old, he will not depart from it. (Proverbs 22:6)
To leave a place is to die a little.
There is no departing from the words of the law.