“I have always been a reader; I have read at every stage of my life, and there has never been a time… — Diane Setterfield Copy Share Image
Now being 41 and looking back on my career... It became natural for me to revisit Inglewood and to revisit the coming-of-age… — Rick Famuyiwa Copy Share Image
I believe nostalgia has many appearances and that it's not just the privilege of adults. I think children too can have nostalgia.… — Hayao Miyazaki Copy Share Image
“It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
“I gave way to a wave of home-sickness that almost shames me now when I recollect it. I find it impossible in… — H. V. Morton Copy Share Image
Her thoughts ran away to her girlhood with its passionate longing for adventure and she remembered the arms of men that had… — Sherwood Anderson Copy Share Image
My anxiety is a death sentence, depression increased because of remembrance, lack the power to conquer my struggles, because the walls make… — Reanna Fayola Copy Share Image
Your persistent longing is your persistent voice. But when love grows cold, the heart grows silent. Burning love is the outcry of… — Saint Augustine Copy Share Image
“The public's abiding fascination with flaying saucers, C.G. Jung suggests, 'may be a spontaneous reaction of the subconscious to fear of the… — Ken Hollings Copy Share Image
“But, without preaching, the truth may surely be borne in mind, that the bustle, and triumph, and laughter, and gaiety which Vanity… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
There are some things in life that you can never get back... Memories that eventually fade away... People that leave you behind… — Ahmed Hameel Copy Share Image
“The aching in my chest isn't because I miss you, it's realizing that you have become someone I no longer know, your… — Tanzy Sayadi Copy Share Image
And when you were a silent word upon Life's quivering lips, I too was there, another silent word. Then life uttered us… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It was always with her now, that sadness, like one of those rare orchids you saw clinging to jungle branches on TV,… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
It's always so rewarding, gratifying to me, as an artist and a writer, to see how this music gets more important for… — Ed Kowalczyk Copy Share Image
'Losing My Edge' was an anthem for the aging music nerd, with lyrics detailing a comically epic list of historical dates, bands… — Katie Kitamura Copy Share Image
That adolescent me, the girl who was, as I remember her, insecure, unsure, dreaming, yearning, longing, that girl who was hard on… — Norma Fox Mazer Copy Share Image
“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… — Walker Percy Copy Share Image
“I guess that's the magic of songs. The very best ones, they let you forget that they were written by someone about… — Jasmine Warga Copy Share Image
I love the evening star. Does that sound foolish? I used to go into the backyard, after sunset, and wait for it… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“Missing Home Sometimes when we may experience a feeling of nostalgia, and a longing for our Home, it does not really mean… — Raphael Zernoff Copy Share Image
Culture is like the sum of special knowledge that accumulates in any large united family and is the common property of all… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Esperando (Cuando Cuba Sea Libre) is probably one of the most personal songs from the new [September, 2007] CD, "90 Millas" .… — Gloria Estefan Copy Share Image
“I call it Joy. 'Animal-Land' was not imaginative. But certain other experiences were... The first is itself the memory of a memory.… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“That's most interesting. But I was no more a mind-reader then than today. I was weeping for an altogether different reason. When… — Kazuo Ishiguro Copy Share Image
“give you a nostalgia for a people and a soil you have never known, but which is in your blood, mysteriously there… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
“He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The only four times this word anamnesis is used in Scripture, it is in reference to the sacrifice that Christ made and… — Ann Voskamp Copy Share Image
On the Left, there is an emerging nostalgia on for renationalisation as a panacea for all our economic challenges. Every train fare… — Priti Patel Copy Share Image
“The Price Love will probably kill me, Long before I fell out of it, Or madly in with another. It will rush like a… — Laura Chouette Copy Share Image
For artists, looking back in time for ideas is commonplace, but there's an overwhelming sense of '70s and '80s nostalgia in California… — Anthony Fantano Copy Share Image
“This is what happened when one left one's home - pieces of oneself scattered all over the world, no one place ever… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share Image
“When was the moment, I don’t know when, with all my remembrances I can’t find it; maybe it was during our dance,… — E. L. Doctorow Copy Share Image
“I had this dream about you last night. We were still married. I was giving you a haircut, like I always did,… — Crystal Hudson Copy Share Image
“Nearly a Valediction" You happened to me. I was happened to like an abandoned building by a bull- dozer, like the van… — Marilyn Hacker Copy Share Image
“But while fear was part of what kept them together for those first few months in Marin, more powerful than fear was… — Mohsin Hamid Copy Share Image
“I wish I hadn't met you in the rain: it comes every winter. I wish you hadn't told me your favorite wine:… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“It’s odd how one’s memories of youth turn out so bleak. Why does the business of growing up—one’s recollections of growth itself—have… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
And only the enlightened can recall their former lives; for the rest of us, the memories of past existences are but glints… — Peter Matthiessen Copy Share Image
“Inevitably, a story about Soviet food is a chronicle of longing, of unrequited desire. So what happens when some of your most… — Anya von Bremzen Copy Share Image