Ah tell me not that memory sheds gladness over the past; what is recalled by faded flowers save that they did not last? – Letitia Elizabeth Landon

A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The good old times — all times when old are good. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron

I wept as I remembered how often you and I had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky. – Callimachus