Quotes About Nostalgia

Can't repeat the past?…Why of course you can!

Everywhere in my house are these little things that have meanings and make me think of great memories.

Sometimes we look back and 10 years from now we think, 'Boy, those were great old days.' Well, you know, we're living in the good old days.

Well, a sort of epiphany: I was in a great band. And it's very cool to be at 53 and realise that when you were a kid you were in a great band.

It's going to be great. A lot of the players are coming. I wasn't here when they put (Jackson) up in the rafters. But to have him here as my number goes up, it brings back a lot of great memories.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

I have great childhood memories cow-tipping, going off and getting lost in the bog for hours, and coming home covered in dirt.

My parents kept us sheltered from this world of Hollywood. I don't have any great memories of bouncing on Cary Grant's knee or something like that

I was lucky enough as a kid to spend most of my weekends at the Fillmore East. On a great night, that was like a Holy Roller evangelical church.

The great day of the Fire-eater - or, should I say, the day of the great Fire-eater - has passed.

I have memories of films that nobody ever saw, that I was very proud of, and those are still great memories.

There have been so many great moments in golf that you even forget some of them.

I have a great memory.

My style of music is the great American songbook meets the pop world of the Seventies and Eighties.

My dad has a really great record collection that basically went up to the year I was born: 1984.

Brooklyn, when I was growing up, was awesome. It was stoopball and stickball - a lot of kids... the baby boom generation were all in the area. It was just a really great place.

A sense of the universe, a sense of the all, the nostalgia which seizes us when confronted by nature, beauty, music - these seem to be an expectation and awareness of a Great Presence.

People have told me, 'My dad passed on, but I have great memories of watching your shows with him.' It doesn't get any better than that.

There's no such thing as being too Southern.

The test of enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.

Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.

Long after you've forgotten someone's voice, you can still remember the sound of their happiness or their sadness. You can feel it in your body.

We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

There is no greater pain than to remember, in our present grief, past happiness.