Southern writing is regional: it includes dialect, settings, and cultural traditions from that region. However the themes and story conflicts are universal.… — Mary Alice Monroe Copy Share Image
“Mostly, he said, I've been thinking about what I'm not going to do. When I think of the last few years, I've… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
In my day, MI6 - which I called the Circus in the books - stank of wartime nostalgia. People were defined by… — John le Carre Copy Share Image
Longing is the fullest sense of desire; it's the most deeply felt kind of desire. I think the most interesting artwork comes… — Tom Burr Copy Share Image
The word 'survivor' carries a weight of remembrance that has broken the minds and bodies of more than a few men and… — Aberjhani Copy Share Image
There would be no call for ecological campaigning had nature not been exploited and abused. We experience the ground now bringing forth… — Desmond Tutu Copy Share Image
Some of my relatives held on to imagined memories the way homeless people hold onto lottery tickets. Nostalgia was their crack cocaine,… — Mohsin Hamid Copy Share Image
“And it's finally only in the woods you get that nostalgia for "cities" at last, you dream of long gray journeys to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“I liked watching them, all three of them around my truck. I wanted time to stop because everything seemed so simple, Dante… — Benjamin Alire Sáenz Copy Share Image
“For children, childhood is timeless. It is always the present. Everything is in the present tense. Of course, they have memories. Of… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray you, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. There's fennel for you, and columbines:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The Pond" August of another summer, and once again I am drinking the sun and the lilies again are spread across the… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“We are doomed to remain incomplete in our present existence. Our hopes and deepest longings will remain nothing but just that; Our… — Alister E. McGrath Copy Share Image
Upon suffering beyond suffering: the Red Nation shall rise again and it shall be a blessing for a sick world. A world… — Crazy Horse Copy Share Image
“I was an intruder, at best a visitor, and would be even in my home, in my misremembered history, until the glow… — Kevin Powers Copy Share Image
“The city was a paradox, though maybe it had always been one. You could have an excellent life here, even as everything… — Meg Wolitzer Copy Share Image
The only education in grief that any of us ever gets is a crash course. Until Caroline had died I had belonged… — Gail Caldwell Copy Share Image
While the fictional realm as such allows for the obstacles of present-day politics to be altered, neglected, and negotiated at will, sci-fi… — Larissa Sansour Copy Share Image
“Our destiny is aligned with our heart's innermost longing, a longing embedded within our soul before birth. This longing is a unique… — Thea Euryphaessa Copy Share Image
“I will take you down my own avenue of remembrance, which winds among the hazards and shadows of my single year as… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“It never occurred to me that you were beginning to spin the web of one great tear, muddle and mesh, the blame… — George Korolog Copy Share Image
The school was nothing but reminiscence - of an Italian hill town, a French abbey, an English academy, the different sources improbably… — Edmund White Copy Share Image
“Darknesse and light divide the course of time, and oblivion snares with memory, a great part even of our living beings; we… — Thomas Browne Copy Share Image
Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going,… — CS Lewis Copy Share Image
“Each thing, just by looking at it, aroused in me an irresistible longing to write so I would not die. I had… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Nervously, I light a cigarette and chase through the smoke for the wounds that years have seared my soul, words whose fire… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share Image
The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing — to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“he was... one of those men who like to witness their own life, considering any ambition to live it inappropriate. ...he didn´t… — baricco alessandro Copy Share Image
We have the bad habit, some of us, of looking back to a time - almost any time will do - when… — Katherine Anne Porter Copy Share Image
“No, my discovery was sex: of sex, by sex, fo r sex. This new-uncovered country, prohibited by the fascism of sensitivity, a… — Julian Darius Copy Share Image
I talk to my kids about my mothers energy and how she would have loved them. I talk about how kind and… — Lemon Andersen Copy Share Image
It's funny how insomnia has a way of hauling faded memories up from the cellar of the mind, unearthing buried bits of… — Adam Young Copy Share Image
“But lately she had been starting to experience strong, inarticulate feelings of longing, of a desire to be with Joe all the… — michael chabon Copy Share Image
“We weep for characters, and then we go brush our teeth and have to face the fact that the world is warming… — Christopher Beha Copy Share Image
“By exerting ourselves through unnecessary or irrelevant speech or action, we increase the risk of conflict by a million percent. By meeting… — Monaristw Copy Share Image
“These were the kids who would take LSD for recreational purposes, who relied upon tape recorders to supply the weird studio effects… — Ken Hollings Copy Share Image
“Not very long ago I was driving with my husband on the back roads of Grey County, which is to the north… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
The reality of nostalgia is nowhere better invoked than at the end of Tarkovsky's 'Solaris.' When the camera pans away from Kelvin… — Mark Fisher Copy Share Image
“Rocket Fever Grips Nation's Teenagers' cheers on enthusiastic newsreel, reflecting the nation's sudden reversal in attitude following the successful launch of Explorer-I… — Ken Hollings Copy Share Image
“How strange it was that the music people favored defined them in so many ways—what they liked, what they rejected, what stuck… — Ken Goldstein Copy Share Image
