Quotes About Nostalgia

In my playing days, like a lot of jocks, I hung out at places like the Booby Trap and Cheetah and other strip joints. Booze and breasts and wasted nights. Maybe getting older and presumably wiser ain't such a bad deal.

Granny was sizzling butter in an iron skillet on the gas range, and I was working the chicken-fried steak assembly line. I had just dropped a slab of meat into a bowl of flour, turning it over to coat both sides. Then I dipped the meat into a bowl of milk and eggs, letting the steak swim a bit. Finally, I put it back into the flour. That's how you bread steak

Nostalgia for a simplified and deeply nativist version of history, a past that had never existed except in the mythologies of people, mostly male, mostly white, mostly straight, who found the modern world too complicated.

Looking back, I think I was always musical. My dad was very musical, and I think my mom was musical.

exactly half the phenomenal world is gone

Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slanted yellow light.

Summer has always been good to me, even the bittersweet end, with the slant of yellow light.

It doesn't matter where you go though, nowhere feels big enough to contain you, even if you're right in the middle of the mall it still somehow seems too shallow, like when you were younger and you tried to make your Transformers visit your Lego town, and they were just out of scale, it didn't work – it's like that, or maybe it isn't, because you also feel really tinily small, you feel like a lump in somebody's throat….

The problem with getting older is you still remember how things used to be.

I enjoyed school - although I ran away on the first day. I'd reminded the teacher that it was nearly time for 'Watch With Mother' on TV.

So maybe it wasn't even true that I could choose to share in the world's future. It wasn't a matter of simple nostalgia. For a long time, for many people and certainly for me, the past had taken the future's place, as any hope or sense of forward progress had dried up and disappeared. But now, as I aged, more and more the past had taken over the present also, because the past was all we had.

We had no electricity, no gas. Food was probably our greatest entertainment - the most fun thing that we could do was food.

I think there's something great and generic about goldfish. They're everybody's first pet.

An emigration is possibly the loneliest experience a man can suffer. In a way it is not a country he has lost but a home, or even just a part of a home, a room perhaps, or something in that room that he has had to leave behind, and which haunts him. I remember a window-seat I used to sit in as a youth, reading Pushkin and teaching myself to smoke scented cigarettes. That window is one I am always knocking at, asking to be let in.

There's something about the sound of a train that's very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

But when someone says 'Paul Simon', don't you just inevitably think of a piece of wonder bread just sittin' there on a counter top?

You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.

You know when you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.

Travel is only glamorous in retrospect.

Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.

Ever since childhood, when I lived within earshot of the Boston and Maine, I have seldom heard a train go by and not wished I was on it.

Does your heart still throb at my very name? Do you still see my soul in your dreams? from "Sentimental Dialogue

Chanson d'automne Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone. Tout suffocant Et blême, quand Sonne l'heure, Je me souviens Des jours anciens Et je pleure ; Et je m'en vais Au vent mauvais Qui m'emporte Deçà, delà, Pareil à la Feuille morte.