Quotes About Nostalgia

I've always thought 'Southern Accents' would make an amazing country song. It's always spoken to me. I've always loved it. Every time I hear that song, it reminds me of my dad.

I haven't spoken to Yoko since the mid-'70s.

You kissed me like that when I was a blushing bride ...? I wonder what I was blushing about?

On marriage to Jonny Lee Miller: It comes down to timing. I think he's the greatest husband a girl could ask for. I'll always love him, we were simply too young.

A few of us always compared anything good to: ' Isn't it just like camp?' When we first got married, we asked each other, 'Was your honeymoon good?' 'Yeah. It was just like camp.

I grew up in this medical atmosphere, and thought I wanted to be a doctor. I was a hippie, didn't have a lot of goals.

If I speak of Vienna it must be in the past tense, as a man speaks of a woman he has loved and who is dead.

Men live by forgetting and woman live on memories.

The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night.

It's a mere moment in a man's life between an All-Star game and an old-timer's game.

The books I read are the ones I knew and loved when I was a young man and to which I return as you do to old friends.

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis. When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this.

I, for one, know of no sweeter sight for a man's eyes than his own country.

There's an old man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin.

Man, if I was back home, I'd be swinging with two chicks on my arms.

And the men that were boys when I was a boy Shall sit and drink with me.

Nothing makes a man feel older than to hear a band coming up the street and not to have the impulse to rush downstairs and out on to the sidewalk.

Man's memory shapes Its own Eden within

One day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.

Depend upon it, a man never experiences such pleasure or grief after fourteen years as he does before, unless in some cases, in his first lovemaking, when the sensation is new to him

Every man remembers his childhood as a kind of mythical age, just as every nation's childhood is its mythical age.

Asking me what I think of Oscar (Hammerstein) is like asking me what I think of the Yankees, Man o' War and Strawberry Sundaes.

Friends of my youth, a last adieu! haply some day we meet again; Yet ne'er the self-same men shall meet; the years shall make us other men.

A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness, but after that he begins to bunch them.