Quotes About Nostalgia

Alice in Wonderland was right: you do have to move twice as fast to stay in the same place, and when you're old, you're too slow to do it and so you lose ground. The future vanishes. You can't remember what you should do tomorrow and then you can't remember what you did today. And in the end all you have is long ago.

I had never liked my parents so much that I wished to be reminded of them every time I walked into a room. I

It's no good wishing for the impossible. Don't wish. Remember. Remembrances are real.

One of our favourite things to do was to go behind the tuckshop and smoke cigarettes.

I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you.

The trouble with travelling back later on is that you can never repeat the same experience.

I'll keep these same photographs pinned to a wall above my desk as tiny parables.

I try again, with the friendliest-looking man I can find. He's middle-aged and round-bellied, like his group of friends, all wearing University of Wisconsin sweatshirts emblazoned with the schools mascot, Bucky Badger.

don't know why this little cheese conquered so many," he said softly. "But if you asked me the secret, I'd say it was because we made it in our home, the old way, the way it had been made for hundreds of years. Perhaps in the United States you don't know what it's like to have old flavors, flavors from the past, from centuries before. But we live with them every day here.

Perhaps we really are surrounded by the past, made prisoners of it. No matter how far we travel, how hard we try to forget, the scarred tree forever stands by the side of the road, if only in our minds. The only way to drive by is to set the past straight, once and for all, by remembering.

My mom would be leaving the house and she'd say, 'Don't you pull out all of the old dresses in the attic and put on a show again!' And the door would close, and that's exactly what I'd do. The show was calling me!

There is no land like the land of your childhood.

I wonder why things always seem most real to us when we lose them, he said softly.

I don't know what else to tell you. I often think how different my life would have been - how much happier - if you'd been a part of it. One day.

She is more memory than reality. She belongs to a time of teenage crushes, first kisses, crowded lecture halls and smoky pubs. Even if she had lived, we might have had nothing in common except the past.

His freckles have faded but must riot every summer across his nose and cheeks.

beach, eating ice-cream cones or taking donkey rides. Blackpool is where she first rode roller skates and let a boy kiss her. She went in a talent show and sang a Cyndi Lauper song about girls

Vijftieneneenhalf,' zei Dora hoofdschuddend. 'Zo ver kan ik niet terugdenken... Kun jij je nog iets herinneren van toen je vijftien was?' 'Levendig,' zei Scatty bars. 'Was dat niet zo ongeveer toen ik u in Babylon heb opgezocht en u hebt geprobeerd me aan koning Neboekadzenar uit te huwelijken?' 'Volgens mij vergis je je,' zei Dora opgewekt. 'Ik geloof dat dat later was.

And yet suddenly, terribly, he wanted it again, the way it used to be, arms linked together, all drunk and singing beautifully into the night, with visions of death from the afternoon and dreams of death in the coming dawn, the night filled with a monstrous and temporary glittering joy, fat moments, thick seconds dropping like warm rain, jewel after jewel.

Sometimes before we make a record I go back and listen to a few. It's equally humbling and uplifting.

who will tend the farm museums who will dust the day belongings?

It's not always possible to sit down and eat at home in this day and age of fast-paced living, but if you are going to eat out, do so as a family and support all the great local places in your areas. I'll still eat at the same diner I did as a kid with my parents.

The ultimate luxury is to reread: to revisit a book to see how time has treated it, how memory has distorted it, or how my own passing years have cast a new light on it.

several old movies where the boy tossed pebbles at the girl's window. So I planned to use that approach. But