Quotes About Nostalgia

Memories which someday will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that encumbers them shall have faded out of our minds.

Schoolboy days are no happier than the days of afterlife, but we look back upon them regretfully because we have forgotten our punishments at school and how we grieved when our marbles were lost and our kites destroyed – because we have forgotten all the sorrows and privations of the canonized ethic and remember only its orchard robberies, its wooden-sword pageants, and its fishing holidays.

There ain't anything that is so interesting to look at as a place that a book has talked about. -- Huck Finn

We are so strangely made; the memories that could make us happy pass away; it is the memories that break our hearts that abide.

Looking' his last' upon the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing 'she' could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death with a dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips.

I freighted a leaf with a mental message for the friends at home, and dropped it in the stream. But I put no stamp on it and it was held for postage somewhere.

There are German songs which can make a stranger to the language cry.

When a man goes back to look at the house of his childhood, it has always shrunk: There is no instance of such a house being as big as the picture in memory and imagination call for.

I find that the further I go back, the better things were, whether they happened or not.

Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

Being in love is like getting back to childhood. You're just happy for no reasons at all.

The older I get, the more clearly I remember things that never happened." Mark Twain

one or two were experiences of my own, the rest those of boys who were schoolmates of mine.

And when it comes to beauty - and goodness too - she lays over them all. I hain't ever seen her since that time that I see her go out of that door; no, I hain't ever seen her since, but I reckon I've thought of her a many and a many a million times, and of her saying she would pray for me; and if ever I'd a thought it would do any good for me to pray for her, blamed if I wouldn't a done it or bust.

memories which some day will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that incumbers them shall have faded out of our minds never again to return.

and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting. Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine

Più divento vecchio, più vividamente ricordo cose che non sono avvenute.

All that evening I sat by my fire at the Warwick Arms, steeped in a dream of the olden time, while the rain beat upon the windows, and the wind roared about the eaves and corners.

Kaybettiklerimin aras?nda, en çok akl?m? özlüyorum. ..

She said memories mean all, but they are all dead.

Do we miss not only the past but every future the lost past describes? Is that just the nature of missing? All the lost might-have-beens? The certainty that those uncertain futures are gone?

Lude whispered when he told me things, things I couldn't give a damn about back then but now, now, well my nights would be a great deal shorter if I didn't have to remember them.

Perhaps one reason Navidson became so enamoured with photography was the way it gave permanence to moments that were often so fleeting.

reminding him of the years he missed.