Quotes about Nostalgia

Back home, I went to my closet and pulled out the old engineer's transit case stored there. When we were kids, Emma and I had found it in the attic, dusty and empty, and the leather strap used to carry it had a small cut in it. The tag on the top of the wooden-hinged lid read Circa 1907 . It was mostly weatherproof and offered plenty of room for the things I valued—like books.

Memories are so fragile, you know. Sometimes I feel they are best left undisturbed.

I still close my eyes and go home - I can always draw from that.

Movies are movies: they take you back in time, and how it still is for some.

The common hill-flowers wither, but they blossom again. The laburnum will be as yellow next June as it is now. In a month there will be purple stars on the clematis, and year after year the green night of its leaves will hold its purple stars. But we never get back our youth.

We lose too soon, and only find delight In withered husks of some dead memory.

I have forgotten all about my school days. I have a vague impression that they were detestable.

Build traditions of family vacations and trips and outings. These memories will never be forgotten by your children.

Here's looking at you kid.

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.

There are three things that grow more precious with age; old wood to burn, old books to read, and old friends to enjoy.

The survivors of the old life come to pay their respects. The neighbors, old and young, come. People who have moved away, maybe a long time ago, come back. You see people you knew when you were young and now don't recognize, people who may never come back again, people you may never see again. We feel the old fabric torn, pulling apart, and we know how much we have loved each other.