Quotes About Nostalgia

How wonderful it is to have a place to return to.

So many things were on her mind that even though she was home, she felt like she was just stopping by and couldn't quite relax. She had only lived in Koriko for a year—this longing to return was strange and unexpected, even for her.

Small white clouds floated in the blue sky above, and on the street a flute vendor was playing the flute - a sharp, soft, sinuous, Oriental tune that twisted and turned in the ear like embroidery, like a picture of a dream in a novel, a trail of white mist coming out from under the bed curtain and unfurling all sorts of images, slowly uncoiling like a lazy snake, till finally the drowsiness is just too great, and even the dream falls asleep.

They loved who they'd each been, and who they might have been … not who they were now.

She had come to the end with Brian, and there was only bittersweet nostalgia.

You can't get sentimental about houses. Or bodies. They're just, I don't know, the Tupperware of the soul.

So I step into the future, as bravely as I'm able, with my heart longing for a time I'll never see again.

To find Mr. Darcy, she would have to go back in time… – Isobella Douglas

When passing a certain field near the railroad tracks John Allen Cooke, a black former truck driver, often points to it saying: "This is where I used to see Elvis laying around. Killing time. He was real quiet. Thinking about his music, I guess...

The more I see of the world the more I realize how much we are haunted by our childhood dreams.

Time is only the river of memory.

The French are obsessed with history, partly out of a genuine affinity for the past, partly from a desire to cling to lost glory.

The thing about breaking up when you get older, you just don't have the steam anymore. "Oh, that's it. I can't start shaving my legs above the knee again."

Mama could peel apples!

And some young country miss Giving her lad a kiss, Quite certain that the olden times were not so good as this.

On Sundays when Bubby cooked dairy, she would sometimes have a request for scrambled eggs. She beat them with her indispensable broken fork until bubbles formed on top, then added a dash of sweet cream and several chunks of cream cheese. She cooked the eggs over a low flame, stirring constantly. The result was a mountain of fluff, creamy, smooth and delectable enough to tempt us.

starting at a certain point, the future is only a need to live in the past. To immediately redo the grammatical tenses.

felt that if I ran away with the others I would leave with her something of mine that she would never give back.

the dead are objects that have broken, a television, the radio, the mixer, and the best thing is to remember them as they were when they were working, because the only acceptable tomb is memory.

Childhood is a tissue of lies that endure in the past tense

I let his rose wither in a vase on my desk, a vase painfully empty of flowers since the long-ago time when, on my birthday, Mario would give me a cattleya, in imitation of Swann. In the evening the flower was already black and bent on its stem. I threw it in the trash.

While Otto ran here and there, carefully choosing places to urinate, I felt over every inch of my body the scratches of sexual abandonment, the danger of drowning in scorn for myself and nostalgia for him. I got up and went back along the path; I whistled again, and waited for Otto to return.

La prima volta che ho visto Enzo è stato a una festa da ballo e abbiamo ballato questo ballo qui" la sentii dire. "Quanto tempo fa?" "Questo 23 maggio diciassette anni." ââ'¬Å"È passato molto tempo." "Non è passato nemmeno un minuto.

futuro, a partir de cierto punto, es solo una necesidad de vivir en el pasado.