Quotes About Nostalgia

searches her gauzy memories, but it's no use. She can't remember why, and it doesn't matter anyway.

She slams the trunk, walks back to the front seat to select one of his notebooks, not yet allowing herself to consider the reason she does this—to retain a personal record of his extinct handwriting.

Lydia stopped dancing - struck, paralyzed by a sensation of no longer being here, this night, now. A feeling that she was instead living inside a memory, of a precious place and time, one lost and greatly mourned. As strange as this was, Lydia knew what was happening to her. It could be nothing else: Already she was homesick for Arundel, and could hardly bear it.

the cot was a window that looked back into the house.

Yeah, but you never told me why." "It reminds me of my grandmother," I admit. "We'd watch those old reruns one after another. Bewitched was her favorite." "Not

Simplement, nous ne nous résignons pas à renoncer aux promesses que l'enfance nous a faites.

People should always consider returning home.

I think my love of journalizing my life comes from my mom.

I'm used to watching old movies of myself.

Stanley was pleased that his classmates, who still remembered his

Charlie still likes to listen to music, mostly vintage rock 'n' roll as well as Sinatra. His favorite actor is John Wayne, and he is also a fan of comedian George Lopez.

I'm having a seriously hard time getting used to the fact that summer is over and I have to get out of bed every morning to go to school.

I'm not really sure what makes a book a "classic" to begin with, but I think it has to be at least fifty years old and some person or animal has to die at the end.

See, that's the problem with putting too much stock in the old days. You remember all the GOOD stuff, but you forget about the time you got spanked by your best friend's mom.

I think it's important for me to keep my childhood friends so that later on someone can appreciate how far I've come.

I fell asleep right away. It was a deep sleep, the kind I used to enjoy in study hall.

If a song is memory in some way, let's create a moment that you won't forget. There are lots of ways to do that

Once, it was different. Once, people had homes and parents and went to schools. Cities existed within countries and those countries had leaders. Travel could be for adventure or recreation, not survival. But by the time I was grown up, the wider context was a sick joke. Incredible, how a slip could become a freefall and a freefall could become a hell where we lived on as ghosts in a haunted world.

I would never know anyone like Borne ever again, and even if I saw Borne again it would never be the same as when we lived together in the Balcony Cliffs, the way we'd run down the corridors and punched holes in the walls and joked and laughed and I'd taught him new words that he'd held there in his mind like jewels, and repeated over and over until he knew them better than I did.

But when you've lived in a place this long, no walk can occur solely in the present. Every street, every building, appears to you encrusted with memories, with perspectives that betray your age, your cynicism, your sentimentality, or your lack of feeling where you should feel something.

En esos días aún creíamos en la noche sobresaltada de cantos y en el despertar gozoso del regreso.

La gente deambulaba por la plaza, hechizada por el recuerdo olvidado de la fiesta; de ese olvido provenía la tristeza de esos días. "Algún día recordaremos, recordaremos

Hay días como hoy, en los que recordarme me da pena.

You're shaking … so am I. It's because of Jerusalem, isn't it? One doesn't go to Jerusalem, one returns to it. That's one of its mysteries.