"The older I get, the more I appreciate my rural childhood. I spent a lot of time outdoors, unsupervised, which is a blessing."

Nostalgia, Childhood, Nature, Freedom, Memory

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"The older I get, the more I appreciate my rural childhood. I spent a lot of time outdoors, unsupervised, which is a blessing."

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"In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory."

Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Colombian Novelist

Nostalgia, Memory, Time, Reflection

"You think you can get rid of things, and people too-leave them behind. You don't know yet about the habit they have, of coming back."

Margaret Atwood, Canadian Novelist

Nostalgia, Past, Memories, Habits, People

"I was adored once too."

William Shakespeare, English Dramatist

Nostalgia, Truth, Power, Wisdom

"Whenever you are transplanted, like me, you will understand how very delightful it is to meet with anything at all like what one has left behind."

Jane Austen, British Writer

Nostalgia, Home, Comfort, Connection

"A Tennyson garden, heavy with scent, languid; the return of the word swoon."

Margaret Atwood, Canadian Novelist

Nostalgia, Nature, Romance, Imagery, Emotion

"Sitting in his old schoolroom on the sofa with little cushions on the arms and looking into Natasha's wildly eager eyes, Rostov was carried back into that world of home and childhood which had no meaning for anyone else, but gave him some of the greatest pleasure in his life."

Leo Tolstoy, Russian Novelist

Nostalgia, Childhood, Home, Memory, Pleasure

"When I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood on the sidewalk one December listening to the Christmas bells - I've never forgotten that moment..."

John Geddes, Canadian Author

Nostalgia, Memory, Childhood, Christmas, Bells

"Every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?..."

John Geddes, Canadian Author

Nostalgia, Autumn, Memory, Love, Nature

"All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says."

Haruki Murakami, Japanese Writer

Nostalgia, Silence, Running, Comfort

"I used to be a poet.My words were traded in marketplaces like pieces of gold.Merchants bought my verses for as much as they paid for saffron and Indian jade.Now I am old...drunk on wine and candle fumes.Alone in this barren room, I speak my psalms to the night air so as to entertain moths before they go off to die.I used to be a poet and my words were gold."

Roman Payne, American Novelist

Nostalgia, Memory, Poetry, Decay, Art

Explore more quotes by Barbara Kingsolver

"When something extraordinary shows up in your life in the middle of the night, you give it a name and make it the best home you can."

Wonder

"Everyone should get dirt on his hands each day. Doctors, intellectuals. Politicians, most of all. How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work?"

Labor

"There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief."

Grief

"Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin."

Truth

"In Kilanga, people knew nothing of things they might have had - a Frigidaire? a washer-dryer combination? Really, they'd sooner imagine a tree that could pull up its feet and go bake bread. It didn't occur to them to feel sorry for themselves."

Awareness

"What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive."

Fact

"A dog can't think that much about what he's doing, he just does what feels right."

Behavior

"Misunderstanding is my cornerstone. It's everyone's, come to think of it. Illusions mistaken for truth are the pavement under our feet."

Philosophy

"A mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul."

Family

"It takes some courage to write fiction about politically controversial topics. The dread is you'll be labeled a political writer."

Courage