I had been there before; I knew all about it.

I don’t do nostalgia. The phrase ‘the good old days’ never passes my lips.

Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It’s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Everyone wants to live in tomorrow and vacation in yesterday.

Have you ever wondered how nostalgia isn’t what it used to be?

The only way to fight nostalgia is to listen to somebody else’s nostalgia.

Certain scents can evoke so much feeling, nostalgia, and trigger beautiful memories.

For me, nostalgia is an involuntary emotion. I think it’s just a natural human response to loss.

Nostalgia is when you want things to stay the same. I know so many people staying in the same place.

Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.

How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.

The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.

Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.

Leave the road, take the trails.

Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

Choose only one master—nature.

Going to the mountains is like going home.