Quotes About Nostalgia

The beauty of his youth somehow taken from its winter storage and given back to him in middle age.

He is not the best. But he is the best I ever had.

Strange to be almost 50, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes. It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee and drinks and a good steak and then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

A pang of love and regret; the name of an old amour on your cruise ship's passenger list.

HE WAS NOT THE BEST BUT HE WAS THE BEST I EVER HAD

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

It feels possible that memory will never be finished with this moment. Then they step apart.

It's true things can go on till you die. And people use the same old table, even though it's falling apart and it's been repaired and repaired, just because it was their grandmother's. That's how towns become ghost towns. It's how houses become junk stores. And I think it's how people get old.

My favorite movie as a child was The Wizard of Oz, and I knew that it began with gray clouds just like these. Every time any black-and-white scene with gray clouds appeared on television, I would clap my hands with glee. No number of disappointments could dissuade me; I always thought it was The Wizard of Oz. And life is actually so threaded with hidden enchantment that, one time, it was.

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young. Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back.

Is there a pill for when the image of a trumpet vine comes into your head? Will it erase it? Erase the voice saying, You should kiss me like it's good-bye? Erase the tuxedo jacket, or at least the face above it? Erase the whole nine years?

Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young." "Yes! It's like the last day in a foreign country. You finally figure out where to get coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. And then you have to leave. And you won't ever be back." "You

One could not withdraw the days of one's youth in retirement and throw them on the fire to warm old bones.

I miss when my future was more interesting to me than my past

I]f you live abroad any good while, the notion of home is permanently compromised. You will always be missing another place, and no national logic will ever again seem fully obvious to you.

unlike Edith Piaf, I regret everything just because it is finished

The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do.

And your own life while it's happening to you never has any atmosphere until it's a memory.

During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And I don't think they've ever remembered.

James Dean was the damaged but beautiful soul of our time.

The best thing about a photograph is that it never changes. Even if the people in it do.

There are three things that always look very beautiful to me: my same good pair of old shoes that don't hurt, my own bedroom, and U.S. Customs on the way back home.