(It) is comfort, it is memories, it is nostalgia. The ambience isn't fancy. The menus always stay the same.

It's the quintessential New York deli. You eat at these long tables and everything's delicious. It's a huge tourist place, but (diners) get their money's worth.

Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...

True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories

From an evolutionary point of view, most emotions - fear, desire, anger - serve some practical purpose, but nostalgia is a useless, futile thing because it is a longing for something that is permanently lost . . . .

Nostalgia is the only friend that stays with you forever.