Quote by Florence King

Time has lost all meaning in that nightmare alley of the Western world known as the American mind. We wallow in nostalgia but manage to get it all wrong. True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories... but American-style nostalgia is about as ephemeral as copyrighted d?j? vu.

Time has lost all meaning in that nightmare alley of the Wes

Summary

This quote criticizes the American mindset when it comes to nostalgia. It suggests that in the Western world, particularly in the American mind, time has become meaningless, and people indulge in nostalgia but in an incorrect manner. The quote argues that true nostalgia is a fleeting mix of disconnected memories, yet American-style nostalgia is as fleeting as a copyrighted dÃ©jÃ vu. In essence, it implies that American nostalgia lacks authenticity and depth, instead becoming a shallow and commercialized version of remembering the past.

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