Quotes About Nostalgia

We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.

a record has the human touch embedded in the grooves, the stamp of someone who once believed in it.

Treasures: The most important thing you leave behind is the stuff that turns into treasures when children find it.

I buried a nickel under the porch when I was 8, she said, but one day my grandma died & they sold the house & I never got to go back for it. A nickel used to mean something, I said. She nodded. It still does, she said & then she started to cry.

Scent: When she wore the hat, even many years later, she could always smell her mother's perfume & it was hard to remember she was supposed to be alone.

He kept a piece of algae behind his ear to remind him of his roots. A million years ago every place was a little place by the sea, he would say & my mind would go blank & I would swim through the day without a care in the world & it all seemed so familiar that I knew I would go back someday to my own little place by the sea.

You talk to me as if from a distance And I reply with impressions chosen from another time.

They tried to tell us that what happened to them would happen to us, too, but we could not hear the message. Mistook it for nostalgia, when they were speaking prophecy.

The drunk Gen Xers danced fast, as if they were still young, but she knew they'd wake up, roll out of bed, and groan at the ache in their knees.

So here is my story, may it bring Some smiles and a tear or so, It happened once upon a time, Far away, and long ago, Outside the night wind keens and wails, Come listen to me, the Teller of Tales!

a whole generation has grown up without fairy tales.

But nothing warps time quite like childhood

Oh yeah 'Nostalgia is a state of inarticulate contempt to the present and a fear of the future.

When she was little, her father, just before he went to bed, used to check his watch and ask in surprise, "How did it get so late so early?

scents gossip of previous winters.

The idea of going to the movies made Hugo remember something Father had once told him about going to the movies when he was just a boy, when the movies were new. Hugo's father had stepped into a dark room, and on a white screen he had seen a rocket fly right into the eye of the man in the moon. Father said he had never experienced anything like it. It had been like seeing his dreams in the middle of the day.

A&R officials helped fashion and disseminate music that often evoked older, highly romanticized and reassuring visions of a simpler, less frenetic, and more communal past.

Substitute "Hillbilly" for "Blues" and this regionally inflected nostalgia remains much the same. Bear down on the word "real" in Paramount's advertising copy, and it is possible to see how recorded roots music, with its claims to authenticity, could help counter a sense of social and cultural dislocation, a deep anxiety about the increasing superficiality and transitory nature of a modern America characterized by disconcerting changes.

Where did your long hair go?Where is the girl I used to know?How could you lose that happy glow?Oh Caroline, no.

It's so quiet. More than anything, the silence makes me feel what I've lost. The Earth is no longer ours.

I am always looking for a cool tee shirt maybe one with a rock band or an old advertisement.

My dad had a movie theater so I was there every night.

I grew up doing all that stuff because I was obsessed with the '50s. I had sock hops for birthday parties. So I've always done The Twist and stuff. It was pretty natural and, with my parents doing it all the time, I'd just copy them. Not very pretty.

The past comes back once and then it keeps coming back and coming back, not just one part of the past but all of it, the forgotten crowd of your life breaks out of the gallery and comes rushing at you, and there is no sense in hiding from the crowd, it will find you; it's your crowd, you're the only one it's looking for.