Quote by Thomas Pynchon Download Open image ““Nostalgia lurks, ready to ooze from ambush.”” — Thomas Pynchon ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Nostalgia seems like a harmless pastime until it renders you blind.” — Karen Maezen Miller Copy Share Image
“Nostalgia, as always, had wiped away the bad memories and magnified the good ones. no one was safe from its onslaught.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“The stronger their nostalgia, the emptier of recollections it becomes.” — Milan kundera Copy Share Image
“And she had been in love enough times to rule out the possibility that this was merely some feat of nostalgia.” — Galt Niederhoffer Copy Share Image
“And suddenly I was just eaten by nostalgia, for a past that wasn't mine.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“And she's striken with sudden nostalgia for the life she's been so eager to pack away, she wishes there was some way of being… — Sonya Hartnett Copy Share Image
“From my earliest days I had a feeling that adventures lay in store for me.” — Henrietta-Lucy Dillon de la Tour du Pin Gouvernet Copy Share Image
“Little moments nostalgia does not have to extol, because they were already nice to begin with.” — Fiona Maazel Copy Share Image
“I had heartsickness, shame, and fear bordering on panic, and no complete escape any longer except in oblivion.” — Alcoholics Anonymous Copy Share Image
“How strange tonight, this city. As if something trembled below its surface, waiting to burst through.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“It was one of those great iron afternoons in London: the yellow sun being teased apart by a thoasand chimneys breathing, fawning upward without… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Surely for as long as there have been nights as bad as this one---something to raise the possibility of another night that could actually,… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“People read what news they wanted to and each accordingly built his own rathouse of history's rags and straws.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Out of that night and day of unconditional wrath, folks would've expected to see any city, if it survived, all newly reborn, purified by… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“As spread thighs are to the libertine...so was the letter V to young Stencil.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Oedipa wondered whether, at the end of this (if it were supposed to end), she too might not be left with only compiled memories… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers. — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“remember didn't you sneak away from camp to have a moment alone with What you felt stirring across the land . . . it… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Through rain...then through dreaming glass, green with the evening. And herself in chair, old-fashioned, bonneted, looking west over the deck of Earth, inferno red… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“She knew instinctively: he will be fine as the fraternity boy just out of an Ivy League school who knows he will never stop… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
