Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
The past always looks better than it was. It’s only pleasant because it isn’t here.
The good old days are now.
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Everything looks more beautiful in retrospect.
The illusion that times that were are better than those that are, has probably pervaded all ages.
The great times were never as great as they seem in the rearview mirror.
We are always yapping about the 'Good Old Days' and how we look back and enjoy it, but I tell you there is a lot of hooey to it. There is a whole lot of all our past lives that wasn't so hot.
I don't buy into the glory days thing. I think every time has its great things to it. The '60s were such a glorious time but it's easy to forget that there was all sorts of bullshit too.
I don't think nostalgia has to be negative.
The past always seems somehow more golden, more serious, than the present. We tend to forget the partisanship of yesteryear, preferring to re-imagine our history as a sure and steady march toward greatness.
There's a sort of romanticizing of the past. When you actually think about the past, you know it's a little different.
When you look back on things, your version is always perfect.
Every generation always thinks it was better before, and I think people have been saying this for probably thousands of years.
I prefer the mystic clouds of nostalgia to the real thing, to be honest.
We romanticize the past with an illusion that we'd know how we'd fit.
When I say I hate nostalgia, I hate things set in the recent past where everything is shiny and new.
A lot of people do that kind of nostalgia stuff believing that they were very happy in their teenage years, but that's probably just an illusion.
Distance lends enchantment to the view.
Nostalgia is a powerful feeling; it can drown out anything.
When George Graham was there they complained, harking back to better days, but I think that's a fantasy.
I'm not the sort to wallow in nostalgia about the good old days.
Posterity will say as usual: "In the past things were better, the present is worse than the past.
Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.
That kind of creaming off the pretty postcard image of the past, I think, is a road to nowhere.
