Nostalgia Quotes
It marked the beginning and, of course, an end. At that moment a chapter, no, a whole stage of my cl...
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For children, childhood is timeless. It is always the present. Everything is in the present tense. O...
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All you will have is the present. Waste no energy crying over yesterday or dreaming of tomorrow. Nos...
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I do believe that people can only be in love with one landscape in their lifetime. One can appreciat...
Show MoreI have such a hopeless dream of walking or being there at night, nothing happens, I just pass, every...
Show MoreWe men of this age are rotten with book-lore and with a yearning for the past.

When shall I cease to regret you! – When learn to feel a home elsewhere! – Oh! Happy house, could yo...
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Have you ever wondered how nostalgia isn"t what it used to be?

Speed is simply the rite that initiates us intoemptiness: a nostalgic desire for forms to revert to ...
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Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wai...
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Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wai...
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The baby explodes into an unknown world that is only knowable through some kind of a story - of cour...
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At this time in his life Zinkoff sees no difference between the stars in the sky and the stars in hi...
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Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories.

In theory momentos serve to bring back the moment. In fact they serve only to make clear how inadequ...
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And except on a certain kind of winter evening—six-thirty in the Seventies, say, already dark and bi...
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That's the life, she said to me, as we watched a puppy chase its own tail. That's what I want to be ...
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Sara," I ask finally, "what do you want from me?""I want to look at you and remember what it used to...
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What I want, more than anything, is to turn back time a little. To become the kid I used to be, who ...
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I love the way he smelled whenever his head dipped close to hear what I was saying—like the sun stri...
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Mixed with the love we hold for our native country is the fact that it is the place where we were ra...
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The problem with nostalgia is what we tend to do is only remember what you like and you forget the p...
Show MoreI'm not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they're going to do. I'm ...
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I couldn’t help but think about school and everything else ending. I liked standing just outside the...
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The abbreviated exam week meant that Wednesday was the last day of school for us. And all day long, ...
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I didn't really want to come back here and again have to feel like my lungs were drowning in this pe...
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Because who can describe the look that triggers the memory of loved ones? Who can anticipate the fro...
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The way you remember or dream about your loved ones - the ones who are gone - you can't stop their e...
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Stoner and Masters smiled at each other, and they spoke no more of the question that evening. But fo...
Show MoreTime was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think a...
Show MoreUseless to tell myself that a dreamand the memory of yesterday are the same thing
Which one of us has never felt, walking through the twilight or writing down a date from his past, t...
Show MoreThere are the girls we love, the men we look up to, the tenderness, the friendships, the opportuniti...
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This mournful and restless sound was a fit accompaniment to my meditations.

This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just...
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Though why should we expect age to mellow us? If it isn't life's business to reward merit, why shoul...
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You may say, But wasn't this the Sixties? Yes, but only for some people, only in certain parts of th...
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What you end up remembering isn't always the same as what you have witnessed.

When people talk about the good old days, I say to people, 'It's not the days that are old, it's you...
Show MoreThat's most interesting. But I was no more a mind-reader then than today. Iwas weeping for an altoge...
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The earlier years - the ones I've just been telling you about - they tend to blur into each other as...
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Nos-tal-gic,’ Akira said, as though it were a word he had been struggling to find. Then he said a wo...
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And perhaps we have reason to be very grateful that, both as children and long afterwards, we are ne...
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I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.
The 'what should be' never did exist, but people keep trying to live up to it. There is no 'what sho...
Show MoreThe terrible thing is that it's impossible to tear the past out by the roots.

I miss it every minute, and I have no wish at all to go back.

We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it...
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I remembered his laugh, like a flock of crows taking off

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and...
Show MoreNo sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me ...
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I was willing to yield to nostalgia, that melancholy residue of desire.

This empty kitchen's whereI'd while away the hoursJust next to my old chairYou'd usually have some f...
Show MoreSchoolboy days are no happier than the days of afterlife, but we look back upon them regretfully bec...
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The Pond"August of another summer, and once again I am drinking the sunand the lilies again are spre...
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Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostal...
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This song always kills me, I said. She sighed, and then gave up. Why? Oh, I don't know. It makes me ...
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Hey presto: time travel. You don't need a time machine, it turns out, you just need a friend to laug...
Show MoreThe more vast the amount of time we've left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us...
Show MoreHow could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence ...
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He knew very well that his memory detested him, that it did nothing but slander him; therefore he tr...
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It was the incommunicable scent of this country, its intangible essence, that she had brought along ...
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If I were a doctor, I would diagnose his condition thus: "The patient is suffering from nostalgic in...
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an old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of...
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The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused...
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Until then her view of time was the present moving forward and devouring the future; she either fear...
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Bad days my memory functions no better than an out-of-focus kaleidoscope, but other days me recall i...
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Why don’t we keep track of the happy moments, so that afterward we will believe them? Is he the same...
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The path of memory is neither straight or safe, and we travel down it at our risk.

Men always praise antiquity and fault the present, although not always reasonably, and they are part...
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Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.
There was an irony and a paradox here: Franco thought of Pontito constantly, saw it in fantasy, depi...
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Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.

Something—he wondered later if it was simply his youth—something that had weighed upon him until tha...
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Home is a desk. The amalgamation of a dream. Home is the cats, my books, and my work never done. All...
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Kodachrome... it gives us those nice, bright colors,gives us the greens of summers,makes ya think al...
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Kodachrome... it gives us those nice, bright colors,gives us the greens of summers,makes ya think al...
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Because that world's gone. The world where people walked around whistling that music. All the madrig...
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How can days and happenings and moments so good become so quickly ugly, and for no reason, for no re...
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What are days for?Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over.They are to be ...
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That was the danger of nostalgia, Drizzt realized. One often remembered the good of the past while f...
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Nostalgia is a necessary thing, I believe, and a way for all of us to find peace in that which we ha...
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At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

She felt the intimate loss of who she was meant to become.
No nostalgia is felt as keenly as nostalgia for things that never existed.
Children are still the way you were as a child, sad and happy in just the same way--and if you think...
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There is no cause for nostalgia save the good and life-enhancing nostalgia for the present.
My dear, you never will understand time, will you? You're always trying to be the things you were, i...
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She ordered a martini and encouraged me to, but said she couldn't drink it with her medication. She ...
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how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
I talked yesterday about caring, I care about these moldy old riding gloves. I smile at them flying ...
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Pretty mountains, pretty river, bumpy but pleasant tar road... old buildings, old people on a front ...
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Farewell, Timothy Riley’s Bar," Lane said softly. "Home of the nickel beer. Snooker emporium. Reposi...
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And the further they go, the more they'll remember, they can take it from me.
It may be that writers in my position,exiles, or emigrants or expatriates, are haunted by some sense...
Show MoreIf you are a dreamer, come in,If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic b...
Show More...And nostalgia is a cancer. Nostalgia will fill your heart up with tumors. Yeah, yeah, yeah, that'...
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The machines men are so intent on making have carried them very far from the old sweet things.
