“Farewell,' she said. 'I hope you hear many more songs' - which was the best way she could think of to say good-bye to a butterfly.”
“I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope's disappointment.”
“...she had wondered which was worse: the sudden good-bye you know is a good-bye or the long good-bye you have to guess.”
“When she awoke there was a melody in her head she could not identify or recall ever hearing before. 'Perhaps I made it up,' she thought. Then it came to her - the name of the song and all its lyrics just as she had heard it many times before. She sat on the edge of the bed thinking, 'There aren't any more new songs and I have sung all the ones there are. I have sung them all. I have sung all the songs there are.”
“Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.”
“I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.”