Quotes About Nostalgia

I wore a $30 vintage wedding dress for my 8th birthday in an underground jazz club in Seattle. This was what I wanted.

Sepia in particular tends to make everything look a bit romantic and almost sentimental, hence the fact that it remains such a popular choice for wedding photographs.

Memories, you see, hurt. The good ones most of all.

We possess nothing certainly except the past

All the wisdom in the world cannot put in one's heart the love one yearned for as a small child.

The perceived wisdom is that people do not go in large numbers to black-and-white movies anymore - which is a great shame, but I'd love to make a black-and-white movie one day.

Nobody takes a picture of something they want to forget.

See him as the child he was.

That sign of old age, extolling the past at the expense of the present.

Here lay she, still reverberating the pleasure long laid aside and never forgotten.

London life was very full and exciting [...] But in London there would be no greenhouse with a glossy tank, and no apple-room, and no potting-shed, earthy and warm, with bunches of poppy heads hanging from the ceiling, and sunflower seeds in a wooden box, and bulbs in thick paper bags, and hanks of tarred string, and lavender drying on a tea-tray.

That's the way with sentimental things: it's the memory the junk conjures that's valuable, not the junk itself.

Recollection of fear can be stronger than the original fear itself. Similarly, bliss is sometimes more vivid when recollected. How else do you explain longing? Longing for what has already passed. That's the real pain.

Her grandmother's pistol passed down, like a recipe for strudel.

When lovely woman stoops to folly andPaces about her room again, alone,She smooths her hair with automatic hand,And puts a record on the gramophone.

Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened

People tend to glorify the past, especially when they are struggling with the future.

Do you have such periods too? Periods you wish you could go back to, because you let them pass, because you wasted them, not realizing how precious they were? Periods you threw away like—how does the line go—like pearls before swine? Periods that, if only you could turn the wheel of time back to them, you would knit and embroider forever into your being, never letting them go?

I zrozumia?em, ?e ju? nie ma krainy mego dzieci?stwa. ?e ?yje ona tylko we mnie i razem ze mn? rozsypie si? w proch której? nadbiegaj?cej z nico?ci godziny.

Grandmas are moms with lots of frosting.

Grandmas never run out of hugs or cookies.

Usually, there is nothing more pleasing that returning to a place where you have endured hardship.

I'm nostalgic for the anger I once had.

(On seeing a former lover for the first time in years) I thought I told you to wait in the car.