Quotes About Nostalgia

Once more they had left their own time for another age. The age of Bellman, the bacchanalian 18th-century poet.

De repente notó que la vieja confianza que los unía cuando eran niños había desaparecido.

The dread of something menacing that you felt when you were a child returns when you get old.

My grandfather had dominated my childhood out on the island, but my grandmother had been there too, providing the security I didn't recognise or value until I was an adult.

I mean that everything this afternoon has been too beautiful, and that perhaps everything together will never be so right again. I'm very glad therefore you've been a part of it.

I like places in which things have happened — even if they're sad things.

Mi piacciono i luoghi dove sono avvenute molte cose... anche tristi. Molte persone sono morte qui; era un luogo pieno di vita." ââ'¬Å"È questo che tu chiami pieno di vita?" "Voglio dire pieno di esperienze... di sentimenti e di dolori... E non solo di on solo di dolori, perché io sono stata molto felice, qui, da bambina.

There seemed to Isabel in these days something sacred in Gardencourt; no chapter of the past was more perfectly irrecoverable. When she thought of the months she had spent there the tears rose to her eyes.

The old-world quality in everything that she now saw had all the charm of strangeness.

But these fancies were not marked enough not not to be thrown off, and it is only in the light, or the gloom, I should rather say, of other and subsequent matters that they now come back to me.

The day lingered and the last calls of the last birds sounded, in a flushed sky, from the old trees.

She sometimes felt a sort of passion of tenderness for memories which had led no other merit than that they belonged to her unmarried life.

But even while they pretend to be lost in their fairy-tale they're steeped in their vision of the dead restored to them.

se guardo indietro, mi pare che tutto sia stato pura sofferenza.

The Brighton air used of old to make plain girls pretty and pretty girls prettier still - I don't know whether it works the spell now. (Sir Edmund Orme)

She has a sort of old-fashioned character that's passing away — a vivid identity.

To live in such a place was, for Isabel, to hold to her ear all day a shell of the sea of the past. This vague eternal rumor kept her imagination awake.

The whole past is between them.

He reconstructed a possible groping Chad of three or four years before, a Chad who had, after all, simply—for that was the only way to see it—been too vulgar for his privilege. Surely it was a privilege to have been young and happy just there. Well, the best thing Strether knew of him was that he had had such a dream.

At present, with her sense that the note of change had been struck, came gradually a host of images of the things she was leaving behind her.

The past came back to her in one of those rushing waves of emotion by which persons of sensibility are visited at odd hours.

There isn't a thing I can imagine having missed that I don't quite ache to miss again; and it remains at all events an odd stroke that, having of old most felt the thrill of the place in its mighty muchness, I have lived to adore it backward for its sweet simplicity.

Of a slim-waisted deer-swift boy... My tongue remembers and is young.

I am a man of the old world, a seed that was transplanted by the wind, a seed which failed to blossom in the mushroom oasis of America. I belong on the heavy tree of the past. My allegiance, physical and spiritual, it is with the men of Europe, those who were once Franks, Gauls, Vikings, Huns, Tatars, what not. The climate for my body and soul is here where there is quickness and corruption. I am proud not to belong in this century.