“Remembering now all those farewells (fake farewells, worked-up farewells), Irena thinks: a person who messes up her goodbyes shouldn’t expect much from her re-unions.”
“Don’t be sad about the goodbyes! Because in many farewells, better unions are hidden!”
“Last night I dreamed I was still human, but now I have woken up, into something better. Farewell, my friends, farewell.”
“So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost; Evil, be thou my good.”
“Farewell, hello, farewell, hello.”
“Farewell Hope, and with Hope farewell Fear”