Quote by Tryon Edwards
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of he

Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven. – Tryon Edwards

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Sinful and forbidden pleasures are like poisoned bread they may satisfy appetite for the moment, but there is death in them at the end. – Tryon Edwards

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To rejoice in anothers prosperity is to give content to your lot; to mitigate anothers grief is to alleviate or dispel your own. – Tryon Edwards

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Seek happiness for its own sake, and you will not find it seek for duty, and happiness will follow as the shadow comes with the sunshine. – Tryon Edwards

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Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn’t work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos. – Charles M. Schulz

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Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. – Washington Irving

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A goodbye isn’t painful unless you’re never going to say hello again. – Author Unknown

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Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart. – Kay Knudsen

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