
Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.
Samuel RogersThe Pleasures of Memory
Nostalgic
Lines that take you back to old favourites, childhood films and the good old days.

Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.

But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest a little boy and his Bear will always be playing.

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?

I think my life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face: it was so near to me, and her arms were round me, and she sang to me.

It's been 84 years, and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

It was the afternoon of Christmas Eve and Scrooge was conscious of a thousand odors, each one connected with a thousand thoughts and hopes and joys and cares long, long forgotten.

I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days. All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.

E.T. phone home.

Play it, Sam. Play 'As Time goes By.'

It's-a me!

Dad’s voice was a midnight school, teaching deep fathom hours, and the subject was life.

Rosebud...Rosebud...

Oh no, it was the classic mother BB gun block! Heh, heh. “You’ll shoot your eye out!” That deadly phrase uttered many times before by hundreds of mothers was not surmountable by any means known to kiddom.

We'll always have Paris. We didn't have Paris, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.

It's dangerous to go alone! Take this.

All your base are belong to us!

Before he came down here, it never snowed. And afterwards, it did. I don’t think it would be snowing now if he weren’t still up there. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it.

Put on your Sunday best, kids, we're going to Sears!

Once there was a tree, and she loved a little boy.

When I was 17, I drank some very good beer. I drank some very good beer, I purchased with a fake I.D. My name was Brian McGee. I stayed up listening to Queen. When I was 17.