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. E...
There is no greater sorrow
(n.) Homesickness; esp., a severe and sometimes fatal form of melancholia, due to homesickness.
what it is is the memory of a dance a song you heard long ago to hear it is to be young again and for once for once you are happy
In the quagmire of feelings and emotions that engulf us on our drab and monotonous days and starry, resplendent nights, the ones that bring back past memories hold a special place, almost a unique ped...
When I was younger, I was told that there is too much inside me. That I have feelings where others have bone. At the age of seven, a doctor tapped inside my head and asked, "Do you choke on memories f...
In every age "the good old days" were a myth. No one ever thought they were good at the time. For every age has consisted of crises that seemed intolerable to the people who lived through them.
I would even argue that, for many displaced people, nostalgia is also blended with fear - the fear of uncertainty and of facing the challenges posed by the larger world and the fear of the absence of...
Nostalgia is powerful. It is natural, human to long for the past, particularly when we can remember our histories as better than they were.
Siempre es levemente siniestro volver a los lugares que han sido testigos de un instante de perfección
The path of memory is neither straight or safe, and we travel down it at our risk.
We drove down Corydon avenue towards my mother's apartment. How are you doing, she asked me? Fine, fine, I said. I wanted to tell her that I felt I was dying from rage and that I felt guilty about eve...
I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.
I get sentimental over the music of the '90s. Deplorable, really. But I love it all. As far as I'm concerned, the '90s was the best era for music ever, even the stuff that I loathed at the time, even...
Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.
We all leave behind bits of loose thread. Old operations, old enemies. They pull at you, like memories of old lovers.
Nostalgia, more than anything, gives us the shudder of our own imperfection. This is why with Chopin we feel so little like gods.
Nostalgic memory is a sudden encounter with the thingness of the thing that has been forgotten, not the continuous desire for possessions, whether past, present, or future.
I was right when I said I’d never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can’t ever do anything else except look back.
Perhaps a creature of so much ingenuity and deep memory is almost bound to grow alienated from his world, his fellows, and the objects around him. He suffers from a nostalgia for which there is no rem...
The past will disappear if we forget we existed".
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