Nostalgia Quotes Novels & Stories

I don't know, but I hold a grudge when they let me forget everything from my past. Honestly, I don't want to forget all of it. Including the love, I had for Bonnie. It reminds me of The Averi, which was so free and happy. I'm missing my old self, but I can't go back to that now. I must recite my motto to my mind all over again. I think I forgot the three words that I always put to my mind whenever I see Jazmin. What was it again? Ahh, the past is the past! Yeah, that's right.

It made him nervous to start up knowing people were listening. Trace waited patiently though and after steeling himself, Skye took a breath and started again. Far away, long ago, That is where my mind lingers. I wish to see, like days of old, Your smile lit by embers. Sun kissed skin and radiant smile, Things I can’t help but remember. Years march past, day by day, Yet all I yearn for has left me. Your whispered breath, soft and sweet, These memories fill me with envy. Sparkling eyes and tinkling laugh,

‘I found my soulmate, I found my true love, I found my one and forever, and now I may lose her forever.’ Nathan thought back to a quote he once read as he sat next to Amore's bed, holding onto her hand while the constant heart monitor echoed in the background.

“Remind yourself of the love you have for your father. Once you acknowledge that your love for him still resides in your heart, even if he is no longer here, you will find him and your happiness again.” She jerked upright, glancing at him as if she had been stung by a bee. Confusion flickered in her eyes. “Where did you hear that? Is it a famous quote from a film?” “I don’t watch movies, sweetheart,” he replied with a smirk. “Why?” “Years ago, someone said this to me. I was dead drunk. By the next morning, his face had vanished from my memory, but his words remained etched in my heart. They truly helped me a lot!”

"Love looks not with ideas, was our favorite quote from the play. Every time we were sad, we would say this to each other because it brought back memories of us having fun down by the waterfall." I can feel the tears welling in my eyes, but I can't cry in front of him, "The day you left for New York, you said this to me, wiping away my tears, and promised you would see me again soon. But that wasn't the case. I waited for you, and every time I felt sad, I would whisper the quote to myself and it would put a smile on my face." "Sabrina, I'm so sorry," Atlas mumbles, "I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

The message seemed to mock me, leaving me silenced and suffering. As I lay on the couch, memories of the good times with Ava came flooding back, a bittersweet reminder of what we once had. My mind wandered through the highlights of our relationship, the laughter, the adventures, the quiet moments of connection. The nostalgia was overwhelming, a painful longing for what could never be again.

It was as if time had stood still, and she was transported back to her childhood. They had the wallpaper area still there and the favorite quote place where you had a chance to drop a favorite quote of yours. It could be anything. The splash of purple that filled the cafe walls was a reminder of the warmth this place have always had. It felt as if nothing had changed and it has only been yesterday since Althea last came here.

Suddenly, not the time, but my mind only had that thought, miss my parents so much. Remember the gentle eyes, the warm voice, the loving arms. Remember the mushroom porridge, remember the custard, remember the hot meals, remember the potato buried in the corner of the kitchen. Remember the busy days harvesting potatoes, cutting banana flowers, feeding the geese, washing the pigsty, remembering the nights when we gathered under the lights to clean the rice tray, watch TV together, I would clean their ears and pull out their gray hair. Human life is indeed a chain of devaluation, when… but no, it's not true, it's because people never know enough. When in the wagon, I could not feel the speed o

He was just mad at everything; Buckley, his clothes, the shower, the water, the damn graffiti quote on the wall, life itself. Wait a minute...graffiti quotes!?! Of all the things students scribble on the wall, quotes were the least of them, so what in the heavens was a quote doing there... He pulled closer to the wall, near the broken sink to read the description which was written in a well written ancient Roman lettering. "The Road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began, now far ahead the road has gone and I must follow, if I can. Pursuing it with eager feet until it joins some larger way where many paths and errands meet and whither then? I cannot say."

The memories of my mother Natalya, who had passed away long ago, resurfaced, adding another layer of sadness to our grieving hearts. The room was adorned with faded photographs capturing moments frozen in time, a testament to the love and joy that had once filled these walls. I reached out and picked up a weathered picture, my fingers tracing the smiling faces of my mother and grandmother. It was a bittersweet reminder of the good old days, a time when laughter echoed through our home, and the future seemed full of possibilities. "Grandma," I began, my voice filled with a mixture of nostalgia and longing. "Do you remember the summer picnics we used to have in the meadow? It feels like a life