Quotes About Nostalgia

She shoved the thought of Genie's giant bright lost eyes into the same box where she kept the memories of Leah, Carver, her mother and father, and Papa Georges.

God, she sounded like my first girlfriend. Only girlfriend, if I'm going to be honest.

Memories weigh something. They weigh you down.

Such a pretty lad," she said. "I remember your brother very well. Good sport in that one.

I was too exhausted with memories and the volatile tears that memories seemed to drag from me at every opportunity now.

David's hand rest on Sebastien's shirt front and cravat, over where his heart would have beat when he still lived. The pressure felt like a trap, suddenly, and Sebastien pulled away and stood, flicking his suitjacket straight, with his thumbs.

old ladies who remembered when cotton briefs only cost ten cents a pair.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

—Yesterday brought to today so lightly!(A yesterday I find almost impossible to lift.)

—And Friday, my dear Friday, died of measlesseventeen years ago come March.

Life and the memory of it cramped,dim, on a piece of Bristol board.

Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again.

Ghosts seem harder to please than we are; it is as though they haunted for haunting's sake -- much as we relive, brood, and smoulder over our pasts.

There are still places I cannot walk past, though we only walked here those two days. When I walk I look for places we did not go.

In this state, drugged by the rainy dusk, she almost always returned with sensual closeness to seaside childhood; once more she felt her heels in the pudding-softness of the hot tarred esplanade or her bare arm up to the elbow in rain-wet tamarisk. She smelt the shingle and heard it being sucked by the sea.

That was of no consequence now, but you don't easily forget the people you grew up with, and she made a point of listening carefully to him

I have memories of him that are like jewels, and others that are stones but my memories of you are always consistent, Mama." "And are they jewels or stones." Alienor asked with a strained smile. "Neither," Matilda answered. "They are pure gold.

It seemed as close as yesterday, and as distant as the end of the world.

All that remained were poignant memories, and she must face reality, not live on dreams.

You've changed," he said. "You're-uh-" "Yes?" "Taller." "I hope so. I was ten the last time you saw me." "And your hair's really dark now-and short," he added.

Its just the anniversary, she wanted to tell him. Its just this time of the year stirring up these memories. Everything will be all right. But she couldn't say that, because she wasn't sure it was true.

Recordar puede ser tan doloroso cómo no recordar.

Our national problem has not been ignoring the Civil War, but turning it into a kind of theme park in which nostalgia and mendacity have eclipsed the raw and unpleasant truth that one army fought, and lost, a battle for the liberty to enslave other human beings, while the other, full of imperfect men fighting for a variety of motives, secured the emancipation of those human beings and thereby preserved a political experiment underwritten by the idea of equality.

The whistle now resides at the Pratt Institute but used to blow the shift changes at Bethlehem Steel;