John Cusack Quotes

All pasts are like poems; one can derive a thousand things, but not live in them.

You can't live in nostalgia-land.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.

Back to him she would never go, but in her lonely life still lived the sweet memory of that happy time when she believed in him and he was all in all to her.

Every man is obsessed by the memories of his own youth.

The calendar has a magic that makes us imagine a memory can be resurrected and revived, but nothing returns.

The memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment.

He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Gerineldo Marquez, and in which Amarana Ursula had sewn the tiny clothing for the child, and in that flash of lucidity he became aware that he was unable to bear in his soul the crushing weight of so much past.

How that name comes up. Mixing memory and desire

[Memory] is a passion no less powerful or pervasive than love. It is [the ability] to live in more than one world, to prevent the past from fading, and to call upon the future to illuminate it.

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.

The Past, being in the mode of memory, is closed, inalienable, and irreparable.

I hate looking backward, but every once in a while it sneaks up on you.

I exist only in the past.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

Indy, I have lots of great memories from there, and probably the part of me that doesn't feel quite as longing for it is that there is still a chance that I could do it again. It's not gone.

Clothes have memories, and sometimes you don't want to remember. People remember where they bought the clothes, who gave them, or where they stole them from.

You can certainly get an idea of the value of memory if your memories can carry you out into the world no matter how utterly dissatisfied you may be with the present and wish you could get away from it.

When I'm driving past the place I used to work, or when I'm driving past the comedy studio where I used to take photos in exchange for classes, or when I'm driving past the yoga studio I used to clean on the weekends - it's not that far removed from me yet. I get very sentimental over things like that.

memory is the only way home.

The past doesn't haunt us, we haunt the past.