Life is an ordeal, albeit an exciting one, but I wouldn't trade it for the good old days of poverty and obscurity.
I have heard of Texas pioneers living without bread or anything made from the cereals for months without suffering, using the breast-meat of wild turkeys for bread. Of this kind, they had plenty in the good old days when life, though considered less safe, was fussed over the less.
I wish they'd had electric guitars in cotton fields back in the good old days. A whole lot of things would've been straightened out.
When there's so much left to do, why spend your time focusing on things you've already done, counting trophies or telling stories about the good old days?
Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.
Everything has become so easy. It's great that it's at your fingertips, but I miss those good old days. And we're connected, but it can be very alienating. There is this distance between all of us because we're speaking to each other through cameras and monitors and icons and Emojis.
The good old days, when each idea had an owner, are gone forever.
In the good old days when I was a senator, I was my own man.
I don't have to wait to realize the good old days.
When it comes to jobs, President Obama makes the Jimmy Carter years look like good old days. If we fired Jimmy Carter then, why would we rehire Barack Obama now?
I'm not the sort to wallow in nostalgia about the good old days.
When Photoshop came around, I thought I'd died and went to heaven. When I hear artists say, 'Oh, the good old days' or 'I'm old school,' I just want to puke. There's no tool I won't use.