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Gone Quotes (page 47)

All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone forever. Suzanne Collins
The true test of any scholar's work is not what his contemporaries say, but what happens to his work in the next 25 or 50 years. And the thing that I will really be proud of is if some of the work I have done is still cited in the text books long after I am gone. Milton Friedman
When, on your dangerous mission gone, You underrate our foes as dunces, Be wary, not of sudden gun, But of your partner at the dances. Stanley Kunitz
Edgar Allan Poe quote: "Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have..."
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest. Edgar Allan Poe
Cormac McCarthy quote: "She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift."
She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift. Cormac McCarthy
This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might cal it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at out tables long after they have gone. Mitch Albom
And it all flew away like a dream--even my passion, and yet it really was strong and true, but...where has it gone now? Indeed the thought occasionally flits through my head: "Didn't I go out of my mind then and spend the whole time sitting in a madhouse somewhere, and maybe I'm sitting there now--so that for me it was all a seeming and only seems to this day. Fyodor Dostoevsky
The shock of her death froze something in me. The child I loved, was gone, but I kept looking for her - long after I had left my own childhood behind. The poison was in the wound, you see. And the wound wouldn't heal. Vladimir Nabokov
Truman Capote quote: "There's the one and only T.C. There was nobody like me before,..."
There's the one and only T.C. There was nobody like me before, and there ain't gonna be anybody like me after I'm gone... Truman Capote
But tomorrow I'll be a different person, never again the person I was. Not that anyone will notice after I'm back in Japan. On the outside nothing will be different. But something inside has burned up and vanished. Blood has been shed, and something inside me is gone. Head down, without a word, that something makes its exit. The door opens; the door shuts. The light goes out. This is the last day for the person I am right now. The very last twilight. When dawn comes, the person I am... Haruki Murakami
The truth is that when one is still a child-or even if one is grown up- and has been well fed, and has slept long and softly and warm; when one has gone to sleep in the midst of a fairy story, and has wakened to find it real, one cannot be unhappy or even look as if one were; and one could not, if one tried, keep a glow of joy out of one's eyes. Frances Hodgson Burnett
INTERVIEWER Do you believe in God? ECO Why does one love a certain person one day and discover the next day that the love is gone? Feelings, alas, disappear without justification, and often without a trace. INTERVIEWER If you don’t believe in God, then why have you written at such great length about religion? ECO Because I do believe in religion. Human beings are religious animals, and such a characteristic feature of human behavior cannot be ignored or dismissed. Umberto Eco
Cold eyelids that hide like a jewel. Hard eyes that grow soft for an hour; The heavy white limbs, and the cruel. Red mouth like a venomous flower; When these have gone by with their glories, What shall rest of thee then, what remain, O mystic and somber Delores, Our Lady of Pain? Algernon Charles Swinburne
What needs to be discharged is the intolerable tenderness of the past, the past gone and grieved over and never made sense of. Music ransoms us from the past, declares an amnesty, brackets and sets aside the old puzzles. Sing a new song. Start a new life, get a girl, look into her shadowy eyes, smile. Walker Percy
The cowboy has now gone to worlds invisible; the wind has blown away the white ashes of his campfires; but the empty sardine box lies rusting over the face of the Western earth. Owen Wister

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