Old houses were scaffolding once and workmen whistling.
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 a form...
(n.) Homesickness; esp., a severe and sometimes fatal form of melancholia, due to homesickness.
However, I suppose VH1 *is* selling me something; they're selling nostalgia, which means they're selling my own memories back to me, which means they're selling me to me.
I may not know who I am, but I know where I am from.
Memory believes before knowing remembers.[Light in August]
People leave traces of themselves where they feel most comfortable, most worthwhile.
Some of my relatives held on to imagined memories the way homeless people hold onto lottery tickets. Nostalgia was their crack cocaine, if you will, and my childhood was littered with the consequences...
She walked down the lawn and surveyed the world as they'd both seen it--the wild limbs of the leaning apple tree, the golden-brown evening sky, the black silhouettes of the mountains. The trunk and th...
The more vast the amount of time we've left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us to return to it. This pronouncement seems to state the obvious and yet it is false. Men grow old, t...
And except on a certain kind of winter evening—six-thirty in the Seventies, say, already dark and bitter with a wind off the river, when I would be walking very fast toward a bus and would look in the...
Because who can describe the look that triggers the memory of loved ones? Who can anticipate the frown, the smile, or the misplaced lock of hair that sends a swift, undeniable signal from the past? Wh...
Din splendorile cafelei de odineoară, neschimbat rămăsese doar mangalul.
He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
It shocks me how I wish for...what is lost and cannot come back.
Pourquoi nier l’évidente nécessité de la mémoire?
She ordered a martini and encouraged me to, but said she couldn't drink it with her medication. She just liked seeing it in front of her, like the old days, all set to do its little magic.
Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...
This is because the nature of this place is a strong emotion - nostalgia is their word for it - which means a longing for what has never been, or at least not in the form and shape imagined.
This song always kills me, I said. She sighed, and then gave up. Why? Oh, I don't know. It makes me feel nostalgia for a time I never even knew. I wasn't even alive. That's what I do to you too, she s...
I had intended to visit the haunting ground of my school days. Subconsciously I wanted to be in a place where anxiety, responsibility and financial burden had yet to surface.
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