Quotes about Return

I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!

David replied, "I fasted and wept while the child was alive, for I said, 'Perhaps the LORD will be gracious to me and let the child live.' But why should I fast when he is dead? Can I bring him back again? I will go to him one day, but he cannot return to me.

Come, said my Soul Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,) That should I after death invisibly return, Or, long, long hence, in other spheres, There to some group of mates the chants resuming, (Tallying Earth's soil, trees, winds, tumultuous waves,) Ever with pleas'd smiles I may keep on, Ever and ever yet the verses owning — as, first, I here and now, Signing for Soul and Body, set to them my name

No matter where you go, no matter what happens, what you become, what you gain, what you lose, no matter whether you succeed or fail, stand or fall, no matter what you dip your hands into . . . no gone is too far gone. Son, you can always come home.

No matter where you go, no matter whether you succeed or fail, stand or fall, no gone is too far gone. You can always come home.

Here's the truth: No matter what happened on the stage tonight, no matter where you went when you drove out of here, no matter where you end up, no matter what happens, what you become, what you gain, what you lose, whether you succeed or fail, stand or fall, no matter what you dip your hands into...no gone is too far gone. You can always come home. And when you do, you'll find me standing right here, arms wide, eyes searching for your return. I love you.

Here's the truth: No matter what happened on the stage tonight, no matter where you went when you drove out of here, no matter where you end up, no matter what happens, what you become, what you gain, what you lose, whether you succeed or fail, stand or fall, no matter what you dip your hands into . . . no gone is too far gone. You can always come home. And when you do, you'll find me standing right here, arms wide, eyes searching for your return. I love you. Dad

But then, in the midst of exile, there came promises of return, of a continuation of the interrupted history. There arose a vision of a mysterious person who would expiate the people's guilt on their behalf. And now Jesus' knowledge reaches beyond the "house left desolate", for he goes on: "You will not see me until you say, 'Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!

They are far more likely to return the favor.

If you love something so much let it go. If it comes back it was meant to be; if it doesn't it never was.

Whatever is singing is found, awaiting the return of whatever is lost.

And you came home? To die. Yes. To die? Yes. To die.