Gone Quotes
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The bat is gone, but the smile remains.
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The game was here long before I was, and will be here long after I'm gone.
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One gets the impression that this is how Ernest Hemingway would have written had he gone to Vassar.
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Fallout shelters are like bell-bottoms. They've gone in and out of favor.
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I felt like if I wasn't around, maybe my shot would be gone.
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If I'd gone into taekwondo, I'd probably have won several Olympic medals.
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The real Malala is gone somewhere, and I can't find her.
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Obviously with every new album we make, we always have to believe in it and feel we've gone in the right direction.
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I'm not a journalist. I have not gone to school for this.
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The worst excesses of the dot-com era are gone.
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She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
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We've had it very clear to the Bosnians that our obligation to equip and train their forces is completely conditional on the foreign forces being gone.
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There was a day when I liked writing letters -- it has gone. Unfortunately the passion for getting them remains.
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Back, back, back, back... Gone!
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I had a good imagination and I still have one; a child-like imagination that hasn't gone away.
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Greta has gone above and beyond to publicize this case and keep people interested. Getting involved the way she has been is an incredible effort. She's keeping people interested and keeping people looking.
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I was just a mini-star when we did 'Gone With the Wind.'
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Parrots have gone a bit quiet since pirates have gone.
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My brothers were gone on tour a lot, and I would miss them so much.
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I am too far gone to be rehabilitated.
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And here you are hurried, And here you are gone; And here is the love, That it's all built upon.
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I have issues with inheritance tax, particularly coming from a migrant family. My dad has worked incredibly hard all his life, so it seems odd to me that someone who has gone through that experience and has managed to save then gets taxed for dying.
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Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
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We wake and whisper awhile, But, the day gone by, Silence and sleep like fields Of amaranth lie.
