Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.— Marcel Proust
Astounding Nostalgia quotations
The Greek word for "return" is nostos.
Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.
The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the future until reality taught them that tomorrow was not what they had dreamed, and they discovered nostalgia.
Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being.
We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
You can't have a better tomorrow if you are thinking about yesterday all the time.
We are homesick most for the places we have never known.
There's a point when you're dating someone where you become aware of all the things you kind of thought you couldn't depart from. You kind of build all of these nostalgias and sort of antiquated memories in your mind, and when you're at the point during the breakup, you realise, "you know what, it actually takes a bit more than all this bullshit".
Nostalgia, the vice of the aged. We watch so many old movies our memories come in monochrome.
If you know that I am an unbeliever, then you know me better than I do myself.
I may be an unbeliever, but I am an unbeliever who has a nostalgia for a belief.
I grow plants for many reasons: to please my eye or to please my soul, to challenge the elements or to challenge my patience, for novelty or for nostalgia, but mostly for the joy in seeing them grow.
I recall drinking sherry in California and dreaming of England, where I ate dalmoth and dreamed of Delhi. What is the purpose, I wonder, of all this restlessness? I sometimes seem to myself to wander around the world merely accumulating material for future nostalgias.
Who wants to live with one foot in hell just for the sake of nostalgia Our time is forever now.
Death really did not matter to him but life did, and therefore the sensation he felt when they gave their decision was not a feeling of fear but of nostalgia.
We have been taught to wish for it, but the wish to be understood may be our most vengeful demand, may be the way we hang on, as adults , to our grudge against our mothers; the way we never let our mothers off the hook for their not meeting our every need. Wanting to be understood, as adults, can be our most violent form of nostalgia.
Postmodernity is said to be a culture of fragmentary sensations, eclectic nostalgia, disposable simulacra, and promiscuous superficiality, in which the traditionally valued qualities of depth, coherence, meaning, originality, and authenticity are evacuated or dissolved amid the random swirl of empty signals.
Distance not only gives nostalgia, but perspective, and maybe objectivity.
What's important is the way we say it.
Art is all about craftsmanship. Others can interpret craftsmanship as style if they wish. Style is what unites memory or recollection, ideology, sentiment, nostalgia, presentiment, to the way we express all that. It's not what we say but how we say it that matters.
In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.
In some circles Stalin has in fact been making a comeback.
His portrait hangs above the dashboard of trucks, a symbol of blue- collar nostalgia for a tough leader.
We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come. -
Gide says the hell of this life is that between a hundred paths we have to choose only one, and live with nostalgia for the other ninety nine.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
Music evokes so many feelings in us, memories, nostalgia, things that are connected to our past.
There's so much humanity in a love of trees, so much nostalgia for our first sense of wonder, so much power in just feeling our own insignificance when we are surrounded by nature.
Any time gone by was better.
Everything can be killed except nostalgia for the kingdom, we carry it in the color of our eyes, in every love affair, in everything that deeply torments and unties and tricks.
The only art I'm interested in is the art I don't understand right away.
If you understand it right away it really has no use except as nostalgia.
To look backward for a while is to refresh the eye, to restore it, and to render it the more fit for its prime function of looking forward.
We seem to be going through a period of nostalgia, and everyone seems to think yesterday was better than today. I don't think it was, and I would advise you not to wait ten years before admitting today was great. If you're hung up on nostalgia, pretend today is yesterday and just go out and have one hell of a time.
I feel like I've never had a home, you know? I feel related to the country, to this country, and yet I don't know exactly where I fit in... There's always this kind of nostalgia for a place, a place where you can reckon with yourself.
How is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew?
People look back on those days through a thick veil of nostalgia, but life was hard if you were anything other than a rich, powerful white male
The times you lived through, the people you shared those times with — nothing brings it all to life like an old mix tape. It does a better job of storing up memories than actual brain tissue can do. Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they can add up to the story of a life.