In the old days I never thought about money – but then, of course, the clothes were so ugly in the ’80s there was nothing I wanted.
I wouldn’t go back on my old days, though; everybody needs to have their wild years. It’s just a question of when and I’d rather have had them early than be doing it as a mid-life crisis type thing.
In the old days when people invented a new function they had something useful in mind.
Even in ‘Victor/Victoria,’ there was talk about what it means to be a woman, what it means to be a man. You didn’t get that in the old days, in ‘Charley’s Aunt’ or ‘Some Like It Hot.’
Orson Welles’s second ‘I-did-it’ should show once and for all that film making, radio and the stage are three different guys better kept separated. ‘The Magnificent Ambersons’ is one of those versions of the richest family in town during the good old days.
In the old days wrestling had a certain showmanship. All those people paid their dues. They knew how to wrestle.
Nobody wants to go back to the bad old days when some bureaucrat in Delhi decided what managing directors would earn, but how about more transparency in reporting pay and perks from multiple sources and giving teeth to institutional investors.
But I knew – in the old days, if a song was a good song, I don’t care if it was ‘Yellow Submarine’ or, you know, or ‘The Times They Are a-Changin’ or ‘Don’t Be Cruel’, you knew it, you know? You heard that song, and you were talking about it, and you knew it.
Back in those old days, I’d arrive by train or plane a day or two ahead of the team to promote the game. They’d take me to a hotel and I’d do interview after interview to try to drum up business and sell tickets.
More kids should churn butter. That’s how it was in the old days.
I used to say to myself, ‘Well, in the old days everybody danced because they loved to dance, and there was none of this professional garbage going on about how much can you get for this or that or the other, or any of the kinds of things that insecurity can sometimes promote. Sometimes it’s for the wrong reasons.’
If we fought like the old days, with no time limit, it would be better to work. We only have five minutes to work per round so it’s complicated, especially because everybody knows that my ground game is good.
It was so simple in the old days. You put out an album, people promoted it, it got in the charts, and you had a hit.
I think in the old days, films really went for the shock, with the blood and guts, but movies are getting better. The writing and directing have improved a lot, because the audience demands it.
In the old days, if you topped the bill one evening, you’d do 22 minutes maximum, and if you overstepped and did 27 one night, you’d get a knock on the door telling you it wasn’t acceptable.
Every small boy wanted to be a steam engine driver when they grew up in the old days, including me. There’s something very special about them – the noise, the smell, the steam coming out everywhere.
In the good old days when I was a senator, I was my own man.
In the old days, you had to wait for people to give you money to go and make something. Now, you can post your own sketches online to get them seen. It means more talented people are coming through.
Northern Ireland still suffers from its past, and it will take generations to escape sectarianism and for violence to end totally. Nonetheless, it is in a different place now than during the Troubles, and it will not go back to the old days.
The men in those old days of the seventeenth century, when in constant dread of attacks by Indians, always rose when the services were ended and left the house before the women and children, thus making sure the safe exit of the latter.
Back in the old days, when I was a child, we sat around the family table at dinner time and exchanged our daily experiences. It wasn’t very organized, but everyone was recognized and all the news that had to be told was told by each family member. We listened to each other and the interest was not put on; it was real.
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.
In the old days, I’d have to go as a company, buy computer resources, buy servers, buy storage, and lash it all together. It took a long time to stand up. Now, if I need, I can go to Amazon or Rackspace and buy some computer power nearly instantaneously.
In the old days Michael Jordan and Larry Bird worked for everything they got. They worked hard on their game.
I used to have trust with reporters. Give them scoops. Those were the old days. It’s very strange, when you give a story and it doesn’t come out the right way.
There are things that I am nostalgic about from the ‘good old days.’ I loved motion control cameras, actually. I love the way they sound. I used to do a lot of miniature work, and it’s still warranted, but it’s done less often, largely for budgetary, schedule, and flexibility reasons.
Back in the old days, we were often compared to Led Zeppelin. If we did something with harmony, it was the Beach Hoys. Something heavy was Led Zeppelin.
Life is an ordeal, albeit an exciting one, but I wouldn’t trade it for the good old days of poverty and obscurity.
In 50 years, I don’t think you’re gonna look back at 2006 and say, ‘The good old days.’
In the old days, maybe we’d come across Captain Beefheart, buy a record, go, ‘This is great!’ and notice how his music is evolving, changing, and becoming more complex, more radical. And we would follow that progression and see it reflected in the alternative culture it came from.
But in the old days, visual artists used to fall into two distinct categories: those of us who created images with cameras and those of us who applied stuff onto other stuff, with brushes or other tools.
I would have liked the old days.
I really don’t think in the past. I sit down with many friends at dinner, and they like to talk about the good old days. I’m respectful of the good old days, but I find myself spending very little time reminiscing. I’m really looking forward.
And luckily, therefore the good old days return. The traditional art of driving counts again, and it is all about good tactics, skills and reflexes instead of simple power.
I think the thing I miss most in our age is our manners. It sounds so old-fashioned in a way. But even bad people had good manners in the old days, and manners hold a community together, and manners hold a family together; in a way, they hold the world together.
Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.
In the old days of literature, only the very thick-skinned – or the very brilliant – dared enter the arena of literary criticism. To criticise a person’s work required equal measures of erudition and wit, and inferior critics were often the butt of satire and ridicule.
I dearly remember the old days… Fleetwood Mac had this one-of-a-kind charm. They were gregarious, charming and cheeky onstage. Very cheeky. They’d have a good time.
We didn’t used to be so precious about women in comedy back in the old days.
Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
The stronger the participation of the female characters, the better the movie. They knew that in the old days, when women stars were equally as important as men.
Who enjoys practising handstands at seven in the morning? But that’s how children were trained in the old days.
In the old days, there were a couple of TV channels and that was it, so every channel tried to appeal to as broad of an audience as possible. Newt Gingrich recognized a way to bypass this and he did so through CSPAN.
The song ‘Assassins Of Youth’… ‘Assassins of youths’ is what they used to call drugs in the old days when they first started the anti-drug campaign. And it’s kind of an anti-drug record.
In the old days, people used to risk their lives in India or in the Americas in order to bring back products which now seem to us to have been of comically little worth.
I long for the old days of Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn, stars who had real glamour and mystique. We only knew so much about their lives; the rest was a mystery.
See in old days, there were only two parties nationally, Congress and BJP… Now there are regional leaders. Time has come to pick up regional leaders in these national parties and build political campaign around them who can challenge regional parties.
In the old days, people shared music; they didn’t care who made it. A song would be owned by a village, and anyone could sing it, change the words, whatever. That is how humans treated music until the late 19th century. Now, with the Internet, we are going back to having tribal attitudes towards music.
People are always talking about the old days. They say that the old movies were better, that the old actors were so great. But I don’t think so. All I can say about the old days is that they have passed.
I only know from my own personal experience, and I personally feel that there’s a cyclical nature to things, so you don’t want to start making generalizations about how bad things have become in comparison to the old days.
Every publisher or agent I’ve ever met told me the same thing – that Irish readers don’t want to read about the bad old days of the Troubles; neither do the English and Americans – they only want to read about the Ireland of The Quiet Man, when red-haired widows are riding bicycles and everyone else is on a horse.
