“An awareness of our past is essential to the establishment of our personality and our identity as Africans.”
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Nostalgic Quotes — page 12 of 136
“Truly happy memories always live on, shining. Over time, one by one, they come back to life.”
“How is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew?”
“One of the problems in the United States is the refusal on the part of our young people to remember or to want to remember, or to recognize the experiences of the past as being relevant, germane, important to the present and to the future. They simply don't want anything that's painful. They want to live in a painless society where everything is pleasant, and everything is joyful.”
“The castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish-green waves breaking for ever and ever on the beach. And oh, the cry of the seagulls! Have you ever heard it? Can you remember?”
“We never remember days, only moments.”
“Since I'm always working, my best holiday memories are definitely when I can just go home and spend time with my family.”
“Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.”
“In my mind, I see all of my passionate memories in bright, burning Red.”
“Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.”
“What will it matter to him if he notices that he is growing old? Has he any reason to envy the young people whom he sees, or wax nostalgic over his own lost youth? What reasons has he to envy a young person? For the possibilities that a young person has, the future which is in store for him? "No, thank you," he will think. "Instead of possibilities, I have realities in my past, not only the reality of work done and love loved, but of sufferings bravely suffered. These sufferings are even the things of which I am most proud, though these things are things that cannot inspire envy."”
“Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into the nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.”
“The child in each of us Knows paradise. Paradise is home. Home as it was Or home as it should have been. Paradise is one's own place, One's own people, One's own world, Knowing and known, Perhaps even Loving and loved. Yet every child Is cast from paradise- Into growth and new community, Into vast, ongoing Change.”
“I made so many films which were more important, but the only one people ever want to talk about is that one with [Humphrey Bogart].”
“A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?”
“My dear, dear girl [. . .] we can't turn back the days that have gone. We can't turn life back to the hours when our lungs were sound, our blood hot, our bodies young. We are a flash of fire--a brain, a heart, a spirit. And we are three-cents-worth of lime and iron--which we cannot get back.”
“When I was a boy, I thought myself a man. Now that I am a man, I find myself a boy.”
“I'd love to go back to when we played as kids, but things change. And that's the way it is.”
“The past is always with us, for it feeds the present.”
“And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge.”