#nostalgia

"Once a Ponce a time she made me feel like a conquistador. Now her memory is just a breeze seen in swaying Spanish moss."

"Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you."

"I loved how your cheeks had a natural rouge, like a delicate rose, and I was a rogue full of thorns. I was only a flower when I was with you."

"Everything can be killed except nostalgia for the kingdom, we carry it in the color of our eyes, in every love affair, in everything that deeply torments and unties and tricks."

"If you are a dreamer, come in,If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...If you're a pretender, come sit by my fireFor we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in!Come in!"

"The scent of honeysuckle on a Florida spring night always reminds me of her. The memories of us bloom yellow in my mind."

"Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise."

"It shocks me how I wish for...what is lost and cannot come back."

"I saw someone who so closely resembled you that my heart started beating like a hummingbird's wings, and my mind flew back to where we were when we were we’re."

"In my memory her love shimmers, glimmers, and glitters the way light on black water reflects like diamonds, the treasure that was us."

"How quick and rushing life can sometimes seem, when at the same time it's so slow and sweet and everlasting."

"There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves."

"Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home."

"I have a Rubik’s Cube for a rearview mirror, because the past is the only time puzzle I can solve. My love for her only looks clear there."

"College was at the heart of his sentimental imagination."

"Let me just pause a minute and drink in this moment. And if you film it, I’ll be able to get free refills for life."

"There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it."

"The aching in my chest isn't because I miss you,it's realizing that you have become someone I no longer know,your fears, your 4 am thoughts, your achievements,are things I no longer have an equivalent to.Who we were and who we are are four different people, and the me from now doesn't relate to the me from then, let alone to the you from now.-Tanzy Sayadi and Jarod Kintz"

"how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet"

"There are a few moments in your life when you are truly and completely happy, and you remember to give thanks. Even as it happens you are nostalgic for the moment, you are tucking it away in your scrapbook."