“The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.”
Nostalgic feeling
Nostalgic Quotes — page 26 of 136
“Over, over, there is a soft place in my heart for all that is over, no, for the being over, words have been my only loves, not many.”
“I want you to try and remember what it was like to have been very young. And particularly the days when you were first in love; when you were like a person sleepwalking, and you didn’t quite see the street you were in, and didn’t quite hear everything that was said to you. You’re just a little bit crazy. Will you remember that, please?”
“Nostalgia is not what it used to be.”
“He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.”
“Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel.”
“This was middle school, the age of miracles, the time when kids shot up three inches over the summer, when breasts bloomed from nothing, when voices dipped and dove. Our first flaws were emerging, but they were being corrected. Blurry vision could be fixed invisibly with the magic of the contact lens. Crooked teeth were pulled straight with braces. Spotty skin could be chemically cleared. Some girls were turning beautiful. A few boys were growing tall.”
“I'm not actually from Compton - I'm from South Central Los Angeles, and my father still lives in the same house I grew up in, so I'm there all the time.”
“At college, and perhaps for a year afterwards, they had believed in literature, had believed in Beauty and in personal expression as an absolute end. When they lost this belief, they lost everything.”
“But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me.”
“When from a long distant past nothing subsists after the things are broken and scattered, the smell and taste of things remain.”
“Many years from now when your children ask what New York City was like just after 9/11, this will be the book you give them in response. It's an exquisite novel full of heart, soul, passion and intelligence, and it's the one this great New York author was born to write.”
“Of all things I liked books best. My father had a large library and whenever I could manage I tried to satisfy my passion for reading.”
“My mom's one of 13 siblings, and they all got six kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton.”
“Like the tender fires of stars moments of their life together, that no one knew of or would ever know of, broke upon and illuminated his memory.”
“As for the square at Meknes, where I used to go every day, it's even simpler: I do not see it at all anymore. All that remains is the vague feeling that it was charming, and these five words that are indivisibly bound together: a charming square at Meknes. ... I don't see anything any more: I can search the past in vain, I can only find these scraps of images and I am not sure what they represent, whether they are memories or just fiction.”
“When we were children we were errant enough to wish to be birds for the day but there's nothing easier to lose than playfulness.”
“History repeats itself, but the special call of an art which has passed away is never reproduced. It is as utterly gone out of the world as the song of a destroyed wild bird.”
“Fue adondo a mi me perdieron quw logre por fin encontrarme? Was it where they lost me that I finally found myself?”
“Most people, looking back at their childhood, see it as a misty country half-forgotten or only to be remembered through an evocative sound or scent, but some episodes of those short years remain clear and brightly coloured like a landscape seen through the wrong end of a telescope.”