Quotes About Nostalgia

You know, I tried not to think of this place. I tried to let it go. To leave it behind. But it always came back to me, in my dreams. I'd dream about these details, these objects and people and places I'd left behind, and I'd wake up crying.

If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.

The summer ends and we wonder who we are And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car And today I passed the high school, the river, the maple tree I passed the farms that made it Through the last days of the century And I knew that I was going to learn again Again, in this less hazy light I saw the fields beyond the fields The fields beyond the fields

Sometimes you can only have something you like for a short time, and after that you just have to be happy to have had it when you did, and enjoy the memory of it.

What is love but a nostalgia for someones history? Their boyhood haunts and sullen adolescence, their teenage trips cross-country and fights with their fathers and especially their old lovers?

Meanwhile, every corner of this city is laced with memories of us together.

Why do people even take photographs, anyway? They're just reminders of what once was and what you'll never get back. It's so masochistic."-Dom

High school sweetheart" is such an innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts.

One of the pitfalls of having an ex-boyfriend is that people still pair you together in their memories, and sooner or later someone's bound to mention him. And now that it has happened . . . I can't say I feel nothing. I don't think it's possible to get royally dumped by the only boy I've ever done it with, let alone loved, and then feel nothing when he's brought up in conversation.

questo passato inimitabile che è l'infanzia di un poeta e di una poesia.

Real readers re-read good books.

I had a dad you know.

Some books you never get over, like a first love. Some books that made an enormous impression on you when you were young you are afraid to read again years later, like being sorry you met that former love for coffee, because you couldn't see what you once saw. But there are those few books that can still move you in the old, throbbing way." "How I got over

IN the book of my heart, pages keep falling out, many of them marked "Mom and Dad.

There was a time when the human race did not have technology. This time was called "the 1950s." I was a child then, and it was horrible. There were only three TV channels, and at any given moment at least two of them were showing men playing the accordion in black and white.

I have been a gigantic Rolling Stones fan since approximately the Spanish-American War.

Youth departs: There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain, But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.   Stoddart, And It Never Comes Again

C'était une de ces scènes qui se gravent dans votre tête pour se transformer en souvenir. Au bout du compte, de quoi la vie est-elle faite sinon de souvenirs 

I can remember exactly where I sat when my teacher first read Roald Dahl's 'James and the Giant Peach'.

Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment and saying: Let's not forget this.

The one on the right had an occasional table beside it with an ashtray, a pipe and a very old hardback edition of Sense and Sensibility. I figured that had been his chair since he was eight years old, when he had his first pipe and got hooked on Jane Austen.

Barking dogs, Sam knew from sad experience, weren't regarded with the same respect they once had been. There was a time when a barking dog would cause the homeowner to get up and look out the windows, just to make sure no one was prowling around the yard. Nowadays, though, most people simply wished the dog would shut up.