Quotes About Nostalgia

I have a bunch of albums I would love to get re-released.

I love the Cowboys in the early 90s. That was their heyday, winning all those Super bowls. Troy Aikman was a person I looked up to.

If you've been married for 400 years, as I have, it's nice to experience first love again and you can vicariously through a book.

Sweetened ice tea is one of the things I love about the South, right up there with homemade biscuits and cheese grits.

I have a love/hate relationship with just about all technology in my life. My first typewriter in particular. I had a helluva time putting new ribbon on it.

When I was a ten-year old bookworm and used to kiss the dust jacket pictures of authors as if they were icons, it used to amaze me that these remote people could provoke me to love.

I love romance. It goes back to the films I watched as a kid.

How much of love lies buried in dusty graves!

Boy, I'd hate to shoot on tape or disc or whatever the hell they're talking about. I love film.

O that it might remain eternally green, The beautiful time of youthful love.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

I love vintage and prints.

I'm still old-fashioned. I love dusty old books and libraries.

She was my first love, and I loved her as only a boy loves.

I would very much like to make Westerns. I love Westerns. I've worked on many Westerns in my youth, in Spain and here, and I love working on them.

If I were to be back on Glee, I would like to spend some time with Lea Michele because I love her and we go way back.

I wanted to bring back that big, ballad type of music that we used to love so much. Whitney Houston, Mariah Carey, when they first came out, that's what I grew up singing.

I would love to have been around in the Keystone Studios days.

I've always liked long, flowing clothes,...I used to rummage around in my grandmother's trunks trying to find them. I love the feeling of chiffon and lace.

I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

Lochie. The boy I once loved. The boy I still love. The boy I will continue to love, even when my part in this world is over too.

I would love to see a G-Unit reunion.

Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.

Satin and lace and brown velvet and the faint odor of violets. That was all which was left to him of his love.