Fiction is not imagination. It is what anticipates imagination by giving it the form of reality. This is quite opposite to our own natural tendency which is to anticipate reality by imagining it, or to flee from it by idealizing it. That is why we shall never inhabit true fiction; we are condemned to the imaginary and nostalgia for the future.
# Christmas--that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance--a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.
An ideal museum show would be a mating of Brideshead Revisited with House & Garden. provoking intense and pleasurable nostalgia for a past that none of its audience has had.
I grow plants for many reasons: to please my eye or to please my soul, to challenge the elements or to challenge my patience, for novelty or for nostalgia, but mostly for the joy in seeing them grow.
Nostalgia paints a smile on the stony face of the past.
Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the
absent; it is the liquid solution in which art
develops the snapshot of reality.
The only real security in a relationship lies neither in looking back in nostalgia, nor forward in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now.
It is not necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice. There are two other possibilities: one is paper work, and the other is nostalgia.
A society that has made nostalgia a marketable commodity on the cultural exchange quickly repudiates the suggestion that life in the past was in any important way better than life today.
Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had....
Nostalgia often leads to idle speculation.
Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense, but the past perfect!
Nostalgia: A device that removes the ruts and potholes from memory lane.
We wallow in nostalgia but manage to get it all wrong. True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories. .
There is a lovely warmness about feelings of nostalgia as though in one's head one is putting on a pair of comfy old slippers and curling up in front of a fire.
Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.
Distance not only gives nostalgia, but perspective, and maybe objectivity.
The idea of Europe became closely tied to this sense of nostalgia for Roman Catholic autocracy.
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past.
I think that all human systems require continuous renewal. They rigidify. They get stiff in the joints. They forget what they cared about. The forces against it are nostalgia and the enormous appeal of having things the way they have always been, appeals to a supposedly happy past. But we've got to move on.
Who wants to live with one foot in hell just for the sake of nostalgia? Our time is forever now!
Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.
Nostalgia is a necessary thing, I believe, and a way for all of us to find peace in that which we have accomplished, or even failed to accomplish. At the same time, if nostalgia precipitates actions to return to that fabled, rosy-painted time, particularly in one who believes his life to be a failure, then it is an empty thing, doomed to produce nothing but frustration and an even greater sense of failure.
Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being.
It's all about wanting to go forward but still having to deal with nostalgia.