Quotes About Nostalgia

Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance.

Do you realize there was a time when the United States of America actually made sense? A time when you could look at a Norman Rockwell painting of a GI peeling potatoes for Mom and get all choked up and nobody'd laugh at you?

The tragedy of my species xxx is that it does not live in its own time. Homo sapiens is locked on history's rearview mirror, never the road ahead, bent on catching some presumed lost paradise xxx xxx The human race is destroying itself with nostalgia...

We are the sum total of what we have done and where we have been, and I sincerely believe that in many ways the world in which I grew up was better than the one in which we live today.

IF YOU ARE a parent, you know the following to be true: Even though your child has grown into adulthood, you never see the man or the woman; you see only the little boy or the little girl.

We don't care what people say, rock and roll is here to stay,'" he said. "That's from Danny and the Juniors, the greatest single line in the history of music.

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The band played "La Jolie Blon" a second time. For me, there is no more haunting ballad in the world. Its origins go back to the eighteenth century, but the rendition by Harry Choates is the one that never leaves you.

go with the wind, all of us twirling among young people who wore flowers in their hair, a church bell clanging without stop in a Spanish mission. Roll on forever, Woody.

But the past is the past, and you don't get it back.

Praise for JAMES LEE BURKE "James Lee Burke is the reigning champ of nostalgia noir." —The New York Times Book Review "A gorgeous prose stylist." —Stephen King "James Lee Burke is the heavyweight champ, a great American novelist whose work, taken individually or as a whole, is unsurpassed." —Michael Connelly "Burke's evocative prose remains a thing of reliably fierce wonder.

This is a lovely car. You drive it and suddenly it's 1965. What a wonderful time that was, just before everything started to change," she said. "Who could argue, Lila?" I said. Unless you were black or spent '65 in Vietnam, I thought as they drove away.

I have long believed that my generation is a transitional one and will be the last to remember what we refer to as traditional America.

If you think the '80s were dumber than the '70s, either you weren't there or you weren't paying attention.

You can't change the past and you can't do aught but rue the way you sometimes acted back when you were young and stupid and thought you were immortal. Doesn't prevent you from wishing you could.

It makes it even, but look at us now. We were up on a mountain. We were up so high, Frank. We had it all, out there, that night. I didn't know I could feel anything like that. And we kissed and sealed it so it would be there forever, no matter what happened. We had more than any two people in the world. And then we fell down. First you, and then me. Yes, it makes it even. We're down here together. But we're not up high any more. Our beautiful mountain is gone.

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B]ut you remind me of things I can't think about no more. I'm in the last October of life looking for a few more Aprils. I don't want to remember no more.

There was a time when that kind of thing looked like the kingdom of heaven, but somewhere along the line it had lost its glow. Maybe that was just the cost of growing up. And maybe the cost of growing up was too high.

So the leaves were falling slowly in the cool breezes, and of those left on the trees few were green. Most were brown and red and gold, and when they piled up on the ground and were rained on, they smelled awfully good, although it was a sort of lonesome, musty smell.

I'm going to turn fifteen tomorrow, i said, warming to the idea. It's high time. I can't remember when i turned fourteen. (said by Max) If you get to be fifteen, then i get to be fifteen! Iggy sounded indignant. i looked at Fang. Wanna be fifteen? His smile melted me. Yeah.

Jeb: I wish I could explain what I'd give just to see you smile again. Max (thinking): How about your head on a stick?

We'll all go out together when we go. Yes, we'll all go out together when we go. Oh, how the world will die From great fire in the sky. Yes, we'll all go out together when we go. (Total) Call me old fashioned but I'll take 'She'll Be Coming 'Round the Mountain' any day.

Memory is all I have now