Matt Skiba Quotes

Visiting old haunts is hard on memory. Things shrink, change, and disappear.

To me, my house is always recreating what I lost in youth.

I'm always pretty influenced by stuff from when we were younger.

(...) Since I was a kid." "Which you refer to as 'back when you were happy.'" "Right.

A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing - A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of your rowing - Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious years would say 'forget.

The great times were never as great as they seem in the rearview mirror.

The past is able to close round certain moments, as if they were seeds, and deliver them again fresh and living in the present.

I've got a great dislike of reunions. It's a little like trying to go back and relive the best parts of your life, but you can't do it. Nothing is ever the same.

We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece.

I don't think anyone ever remembers what they were really like as kids. Adults think they do, but they don't. Photos and videos don't capture the real you, or bring back to life the person you used to be. You have to return to the past to do that.

I was listening to this Adele song, where she's like, "When we were young..." I was like, "You're 27. Are you kidding me?

Old friends are memories personified.

We have but the memories of past good cheer, we have but the echoes of departed laughter. In vain we look and listen for the mirth that has died away. In vain we seek to question the gray ghosts of old-time revelers.

Do you remember we were sitting there by the water?

The past is never where you think you left it.

I did see [in Afghanistan] plenty that reminded me of my childhood. I recognised my old neighbourhood, saw my old school, streets where I had played with my brother and cousins.

I love the nostalgic myself. I hope we never lose some of the things of the past.

It's the worst part of seeing old friends: when your rose-colored memories become undone by reality.

I'm a nostalgic person and I really like rehashing and digging around the mental trunks.

Nostalgia paints a smile on the stony face of the past.

there was a time when these weren't memories.

It’s great to reminisce about good memories of my past. It was enjoyable when it was today.

... a country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring.

When we raise our children, we relive our childhood. Forgotten memories, painful and pleasurable, rise to the surface.... So each of us thinks, almost daily, of how our own childhood compares with our children's, and of what our children's future will hold.

Everything when I was a kid was illustrated.