Brian K. Vaughan Quotes

Going out in Paris was like going out in the '30s dressed like the Andrews Sisters. It was everything I'd seen in books at my grandparents' house, only it was our generation.

We think we're living in the present, but we're really living in the past.

It takes a long time to bring the past up to the present.

Besides, it doesn't make any sense to have these characters living in the year 3000 when all their points of reference are from the pop culture of the 80's and the 90's.

I always felt it was weird, that retro thing where guys showed up in zoot suits and tried to talk as if they were from some other time.

Anytime a movie or television show retreats into certain American pasts, I'm both annoyed and relieved.

The 1950s is my favourite era.

We have a tendency in Quebec - and I include myself in this - to describe ourselves using the past. We're always nostalgic.

I feel like I was supposed to be born in the '90s. Everything from that era needs to come back.

When I was growing up in the eighties, there was a real nostalgic streak for the fifties. Look at 'Back to the Future.'

It might have been really cool back in the '50s when it was less populated but I don't know.

I have on the one hand a hatred and on the other a yearning for Vienna. I left when I was nine years old because I was Jewish. And even before 1938, the anti-Semitism in Austria was probably deeper than it was in Germany or in other European countries.

The States were much more fun. L.A. was L.A. It's not L.A. now. L.A. infested with jaded 12-year-olds is not the L.A. that I really dug.

Nostalgia is partly illusion in that we remember things differently as we get older, etc. But that doesn't mean, when historians look back on the 1950s, say, from the year 2090, it won't be judged as a saner, slower, less narcissistic, more family-focused, and economically secure time.

The golden age of Luncheon Vouchers ended ten yearsago. For ten years Mickey had been saying, "The goldenage of Luncheon Vouchers is over." And that's what Archieloved about O'Connell's. Everything was remembered,nothing was lost. History was never revised orreinterpreted, adapted or whitewashed. It was as solid andas simple as the encrusted egg on the clock.

To Fred, those years seemed to pass like quickly skimming a book and then finding the ending wasn't what he expected. He wished he'd paid more attention to the story.

St. Andrews provided a gentle forgetfulness over the preceding painful years of my life. It remains a haunting and lovely time to me, a marrow experience. For one who during her undergraduate years was trying to escape an inexplicable weariness and despair, St. Andrews was an amulet against all manner of longing and loss, a year of gravely held but joyous remembrances.

My four years at Berkley represent two of the happiest weeks of my life.

When I replied that I loved her too in that way, I was the liar, not she, for I never lose the consciousness of time: to me the present is never here: it is always last year or next week.

Sometimes, I feel like a time traveller, cause the only way that we can really travel in time is just to get older.

Sarah Palin is now the guy who hangs out in the high school parking lot, showing off his car, five years after he graduated.

When I go into my living room and turn on the TV, I feel like I have gone backwards in time by 20 to 30 years. It's an area of intense interest. I can't say more than that.

But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs and adjectives in a speech, sneaking in behind the thing itself,into the pure present, making us sad or teaching us vicariously.

They called it the Terminal Bar but they had no idea that like twenty years later the place'd be filling up with terminal cases.

They were very short, the golden years. The golden years are when you can sit back, hopefully, and exchange memories. And that's the worst part about this disease. There's nobody to exchange memories with.