Quotes About Nostalgia

I love all the '90s kind of grunge, and I love classic rock: That's where the spectrum lies.

I love JFK. My mother had been a worker on his campaign and adored him.

The seventies is what I love. Soft, touchable beauty is what I love.

But liberals love to drape themselves in decades-old glories they had nothing to do with.

I love Marlon Brando and James Dean. That was when it was all about the star and the script. Nowadays, everything has to be action-packed.

I would love to do a Western again if Westerns came back into fashion.

I came to love Fenway. It was a place that rejuvenated me after a road trip; the fans right on top of you, the nutty angles. And the Wall. That was my baby, the left-field wall, the Green Monster.

I love that old glamour look. I think it's because I grew up on it.

I absolutely love everything about Christmas music.

I've always had a love for horses since I was really young. When I was 5 years old, the only thing that made me happy was when they'd take me out and give me pony rides.

For most baseball fans, maybe oldest is always best. We love baseball because it seizes and retains the past, like the snowy village inside a glass paperweight.

When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.

After all, life hasn't much to offer except youth, and I suppose for older people, the love of youth in others.

You can't repeat the past." "Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!

The music from my youth has aged poorly and is now like a joke out of context. You had to be there.

This was his childhood, safe and warm and brightly lit, and being here now makes him feel like he died years ago and he's now a lost spirit, stuck between worlds with unfinished business.

She looks at him for a long moment, then sighs deeply. "Silver," she says, her voice tinged with a profound sadness with which he is all too familiar. All the things you can't get back, all the things you can never make right. No matter what happens after, you'll always carry them with you.

Carly and I lost our virginity there in the backseat of my dad's Pontiac on a cold January night, with the snow falling like a curtain over the fogged-up car windows and George Michael singing "Careless Whisper" on the car stereo. To this day, the opening bars of the sax solo instantly take me back to that night. Say what you will about car sex, but thirty million horny teenagers can't be wrong.

In the rearview mirror I could see the front of the house, the bottom corners of the living room picture window, the line where the stone foundation gave way to staggered red bricks. My entire life, the sum total of my existence, was contained behind that wall, and it seemed to me that I should be able to step out of the car, walk through the front door, and simply reclaim it.

Childhood feels so permanent

I seem to recall having had edgier taste in music, but I suppose that's just one more adjustment I'll have to make to my compromised memories.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up. "Look

Around age twenty-six, in an effort to stave off thirty, I began embracing the new alternative angst bands, like Pearl Jam, Nine Inch Nails, Bush, Stone Temple Pilots, et cetera, but at thirty, little of that remains. At thirty, you're back to the comforting sounds you grew up with. You have enough genuine angst of your own, you don't need it in your music.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.