Contrary to popular belief, the past was not more eventful than the present. If seems so it is because when you look backward things that happened years apart are telescoped together, and because very few...

There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.

Some stories, some visions, demand celluloid film and what it can deliver.

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

Toate mi s-au părutcu neputinţă de suportat, ca şi cînd ai vrea să ţii mîna pe un fier înroşit.Nici nu ştia că exişti cînd şi le-a făcut, iar faptul că ai pierdut momenteatît de preţioase...

Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.

The danger of restorative nostalgia lies in its belief that the mutilated ‘wholeness’ of the body politic can be repaired. But the reflective nostalgic understands deep down that loss is irrecoverable: Time wounds all wholes....

She knew with suddeness and ease that this moment would be with her always, within hand’s reach of memory.She doubted if they all sensed it – they had seen the world – but even George...

We wanted more than anything else in the world to be normal, but we failed.” The 1960’s and 1970’s were very strange times, but Mandy missed it all, she missed the days when Super-8 was...

Not very long ago I was driving with my husband on the back roads of Grey County, which is to the north and east of Huron County. We passed a country store standing empty at...

I have to tell you about these things from the past, because they are so important. The really important things usually lie in the distant past. And until you know about them, if you’ll forgive...

Life used to move much more quickly when I was a girl. We needed to abbreviate just to keep up.

Let’s enjoy these aimless days while we cam, I told myself, fearing some kind of deft acceleration.

NW” is full of split selves, people alienated from the very things they thought defined them. Their nostalgia — for old movies, old songs, buses they don’t ride anymore — is less a salve than...

And I’ll look back at him because I shan’t be able to help it, remembering about being young, and about being made love to and making love, about pain and dancing and not being afraid...

I have lit the samovar and poured myself tea in a cup with a few sugar cubes in it, my love is gone and I am all alone singing a melody out of tone ~

How could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence of a person who is present? You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of the...

If parents start to fear that monsters may have been let loose in their children’s bedrooms, it may be because their children are the monsters. Consider what kind of world they are growing up in....

Stoner and Masters smiled at each other, and they spoke no more of the question that evening. But for years afterward, at odd moments, Stoner remembered what Masters had said; and though it brought him...

It’s one thing to develop a nostalgia for home while you’re boozing with Yankee writers in Martha’s Vineyard or being chased by the bulls in Pamplona. It’s something else to go home and visit with...

You can go other places, all right – you can live on the other side of the world, but you can’t ever leave home

for those memories are nowjust like these little kittensI hold in my handsthose can be kissedand treasuredbut not held too tightly.

That gap between half sleep and half awakening has always been occupied by nostalgia.

Nostalgia was never what it used to be.

The past will disappear if we forget we existed”.

I feel nostalgia for the show in a way, … I’d always wanted it to be a movie franchise. I never thought that when I felt the show ending or when I wanted to leave...

The vivid memory of the woods had blossomed into a visceral longing for the Ridge, so immediate that I felt the ghost of my vanished house rise around me, a cold mountain wind thrumming past...

The elevator wasn’t empty; it was full of fragrance. The perfume that lingered smelled like my past. Starting tomorrow, to focus on the future, I’m going to close my nose with a clothespin. One day,...

When people talk about the good old days, I say to people, ‘It’s not the days that are old, it’s you that’s old.’ I hate the good old days. What is important is that today...

…and should I die in her care, I would leave smiling because, I will linger in the hills beside her…

I see the old even as I am looking at the new–the storefronts now occupied by up-to-date boutiques and trendy retail shops. It’s almost like being in two places at the same time.

It’ll solidify him in western Pennsylvania. He gets to capitalize on the nostalgia for Pittsburgh and the Steelers. Anyone who’s ever waved a Terrible Towel is a Lynn Swann voter.

Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year’s time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding....

That was the danger of nostalgia, Drizzt realized. One often remembered the good of the past while forgetting the troubles.

Nobody has ever taken a photograph of something they want to forget. We can build a wall of happy Kodak moments around ourselves, a wall of our Christmases, birthdays, baby showers and weddings, but we...

There are many forms of love as there is moments in time, and you are capable of feeling them all at different stages of your life.

It is said that when a person is experiencing death, and when shards of life begins to disintegrate from his mortal body, he starts getting a flashback of his entire life right in front of...

Smells could bring a person back clearer than pictures even could.

There is a point in the future where even the worst disaster starts to settle into an anecdote.

For children, childhood is timeless. It is always the present. Everything is in the present tense. Of course, they have memories. Of course, time shifts a little for them and Christmas comes round in the...

While I was there, the song reminded me of here. But now that I’m here, the song reminds me of there. But that’s neither here nor there.

I’m thinking ahead to how I’ll be thinking back to me thinking ahead in this moment.

In the Catskills, nostalgia runs backwards. The upwardly mobile Jewish masses of the 1950s and 1960s have been replaced by the Jews of 19th century Poland.

The very color of the air in the place I was born was different, the smell of the earth was special, redolent with memories of my parents.

Any time gone by was better.

Es gibt kein Vergangenes, da ‘¸ man zur ”¼cksehnen d ”¼rfte, es gibt nur ein ewig Neues, da ‘¸ sich aus den erweiterten Elementen des Vergangenen gestaltet; und die echte Sehnsucht mu ‘¸ stets produktiv...

Time wounds all wholes. To exist in Time is to suffer through an endless exile, a successive severing from those precious few moments of feeling at home in the world.

The machines men are so intent on making have carried them very far from the old sweet things.

This is my home, Cape Breton is my home, and I don’t know if I really want to leave it as much as I might think and I’m sort of scared to leave it all...

1980’s: not a time period but a state of mind.