Quotes About Nostalgia

We know," Nudge said apologetically. "It's just—she's going to make sweet potatoes with raisins and little marshmallows on top.

Se Souvenir de Moi. Remember Me.

Good memories are like charms. Each is special. You collect them, one by one, until one day you look back and discover they make a long, colorful bracelet.

Good memories are like charms, Nickey. Each is special. You collect them, one by one, until one day you look back and discover they take a long, colorful bracelet. (pg. 79) Suzanee's Diary for Nicolas

A small, weak part that just wanted to be a little girl again, with a family that wasn't sick and broken. But that sure wasn't going to happen, was it?

the September wind wafting the few trees West End still had lining the block to the south. I guess absence really does make the heart grow fonder

I wish I could explain what I'd give just to see you smile again." How about your head on a stick?

Why did Piglet, Eeyore, and Christopher Robin stick their heads down the toilet? Easy. They were looking for Pooh.

Stevie Kosgrov recently enjoyed a bowl of Fruity Pebbles (with milk that had hit its expiration date, oh, maybe a month ago).

also miss the Cockney accent.

I always used to hear Mom say Grandma Dotty was a big pack rat. And to be honest, I never really thought about what that meant. I just thought:

Maeve had been dead for almost a year now, and in all that time, I hadn't found any new ways to cope with it -- only new ways to miss her.

This is what freedom feels like, he thinks. This is what I missed the most. He

I have a brief memory of his aftershave and a kiss good-bye. I

It's so old, I think when it opened, Burger King was still a prince.

back to the city.

This is what I actually looked like when I got to school that first morning of sixth grade.

It's decaf. Just terrible. A memory of real coffee

For dinner, we had a mix of radiation rat, charred chipmunk, and nuclear squirrel. It was absolutely disgusting. And absolutely delicious. "This is just like the old days," I reminisced, tearing into the gamey flesh.

Even the jukebox plays nothing but oldies, mostly

He and I have history;

The first photograph I ever experienced consciously is a picture of my mother from before she gave birth to me. Unfortunately, it's a black-and-white photograph, which means that many of the details have been lost, turning into nothing but gray shapes.

I wanted to go back to Sun. Unfortunately, most of the gear is gone from Sun. The way I take it now, it's almost like a tourist destination. So, it would have been pretty difficult to have brought all the gear into Sun to make it like it was in the '50's.

Unfortunately, I'm not one of those people who take pictures, you know, carry a camera. Because if I did I'd have stack's and stack's and stack's of different act's. I got a lot here - I know what I done.