Quotes About Nostalgia

but the place had a familiar feel.

As a teenager, I could hardly wait to leave Dillon. But as I grew older,

greatest films ever made originate largely in the 1930s, 1940s, 1950s, and early 1960s—a period when Hollywood worked

Most of all, I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. It's that feeling that everything is all rightin the world. You know, that amazing feeling that you're whole, that you've got everything you want, that you aren't missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up, I get it for just a moment. It lasts a few seconds, but then I remember what happened, and how nothing has been the same since

the enduring human need to be remembered.

Paul is Starsky, and I met him before shooting. He was very kind and encouraged us to go with what we wanted to do. It was very sweet to see them back with the car after 25 years.

You'll miss me, yes you will You won't know how much until I'm gone Like the sweet memory of something you used to love

In the hallway of the house there was the usual smell he could never identify, brownish, exhausted, a breath out of childhood, if childhood was the word for that first decade of misery he had suffered through.

the past wastes no time becoming the past, all right.

Mal Griffin, Sarah, él mismo a los veinte años, y Delia, su futura esposa,

The Golden Age was never the present Age.

It's hard to become an adult in the place where you grew up. Because you can never escape who you were.

Kurz darauf ging es AUF KLASSENFAHRT ins Sauerland, in die Jugendherberge Burg Bielstein, und alles war genau so grausam, wie es eben auf solchen Fahrten in diesem Alter ist, stinkende Schlafsäle mit Etagenbetten, auf deren Matratzen die Exzessgeschichte der Räume mittels Flecken recht anschaulich kartiert ist, labbrig-bitterer Hagebuttentee aus Metallkannen, Himbeermarmelade aus Eimern, Graubrot mit Gummikäse, entsetzlich marmorierte Wurstscheiben.

Middle age is when your old classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.

Middle age is when your classmates are so gray and wrinkled and bald they don't recognize you.

I quickly began to long for the days when I had been able to eat my pizza unmolested without Dad insisting on sit-down dinners.

I did keep detailed journals from about fifth grade on, and every so often as I was growing up, I would re-read them and reflect on the previous years of my life.

It's nice to be able to go back and reflect and see how much my dad meant to people.

You realize yourself when you start reflecting - because I don't live in the past, although your past is so much a part of what you are - that you can't ignore it. But I don't look at scrapbooks.

On reflection, I think the 1980s were a dreadful, abysmal time.

Some of my favorite pieces were my mom's, and most of those she actually hand made. I would say if my style reflects anyone or anything, it's her.

I wouldn't mind seeing The Smiths reform. That would be cool.

There really isn't anything more refreshing then iced Coke out of the old-school glass bottles.

Periodically, I return to the classics for inspiration and refreshment.