When I go to a party, nobody says hello. But when I leave, everybody says goodbye.

Goodbye Prudey McPrude and hello Slutty McSluttenstein!

Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.

A ‘hello again’ after the final goodbye is sometimes harder than just keeping the goodbye as it was.

The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again

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.