Quotes about Nostalgia
I'd like to be played as a child by Natalie Wood. I'd have some romantic scenes as Audrey Hepburn and have gritty black-and-white scenes as Patricia Neal.
- Gloria Steinem
People want to come home to the church of their childhood without having to leave their adult selves behind.
- Gloria Steinem
I grew up watching games with my father at Washington Husky Stadium. When I moved out to Seattle, I had a friend who would take me to Seahawks games in the 1980s.
- Paul Allen
I actually went to the first game in Saints history. We were living in New Orleans at the time. I was eight. They opened against the L.A. Rams in 1976. I went with my dad, and we bought standing-room only seats at Tulane Stadium. We actually sat in the aisle.
- Jim Nantz
I'm glad my first date is with you, Nate," she said as we started out of the house. "In a lot of ways, it feels like coming home." "I was thinking the same thing.
- Terri Blackstock
A little longer, and we shall be in our true country, and our childhood's joys—those Sunday evenings, those outpourings of the heart—will be given back to us for ever!
- St. Therese of Lisieux
You always get that buzz, that feeling of shivers down the back of your neck every time you walk out at Old Trafford or anywhere.
- Phil Jones
I had no clue the songs from my films almost three decades ago are still popular.
- Neelam Kothari
At the moment I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
- Virginia Woolf
The summer is put away folded up in the drawer with other summers.
- Virginia Woolf
Had they not been taken, she asked, to circuses when they were children? Never, he answered, as if she asked the very thing he wanted; had been longing all these days to say, how they did not go to circuses.
- Virginia Woolf
But suddenly it would come over her, if he were with me now what would he say? Some days, some sights bringing him back to her calmly, without the old bitterness; which perhaps was the reward of having cared for people; they came back in the middle of St. James's Park on a fine morning—indeed they did.
- Virginia Woolf