Nina LaCour Quotes

There's nothing stupid about wanting to be loved. Believe me.

We all want to be feel something, we want to be someone to one another.

I remember thinking that I looked like the kind of person I would want to know if I just happened to meet myself.

There are no scenes in life, there are only minutes.

I imagine what would happen if everyone turned their regrets into wishes, went around shouting them.

And I think of how time passes so differently for different people.

This was me before I knew about anything hard, when my whole life was packed lunches and art projects and spelling quizzes.

I don't know if I still love her in the way I used to, but I still find her just as beautiful.

I'll make a swing so I can reach the places I can't reach yet.

We were miraculous.
We were beach creatures.
We had treasures in our pockets and each other on our skin.

Each time a breeze starts, I feel the air all the way through me.

It was terrifying, the idea that we could fall asleep girls, minty breathed and nightgowned, and wake to find ourselves wolves. "I

You might be looking for reasons but there are no reasons.

We were nostalgic for a time that wasn't yet over.

Maybe it doesn't matter, maybe if we all force ourselves to act like we're okay even if we're not, eventually things will get better.

It sucks to lose your best friend, even if only to distance. Even when it isn't really losing her at all.

No one talked about the way the summer was supposed to unfold or the places we'd find ourselves in the fall.

How does your life move forward, when all you want to do is hold still.

Maybe there is no right thing to say. Maybe the right thing is just a myth, not really out there at all.

What I mean is don't be a person who seeks out grief. There is enough of that in life.

Fame by association is the emptiest kind.

We take a last look out of the window at the night, and I send a silent wish to everyone out there for this kind of warmth.

I am a girl ready to explode into nothing.

She won't ask if I'm okay because she'll already know that for us Are you okay? is an impossible question.

Music is a powerful way for people to express themselves

I always knew what I wanted to do, I just didn't know I could do it.

A terrible day," Frank echoes.
"Yes," Edie says, her gaze never leaving Ava's face. "But look. You grew up anyway.

Because in the conversation beneath this one, what we're really saying is I am an imperfect person. Here are my failures. Do you want me anyway?

Dear today,
i spend all of you pretending i'm okay when i'm not, pretending i'm happy when i'm not, pretending about everything to everyone.

I leaned over the sink, closer to my reflection, and stare at myself hard. I don't know what I see. I don't even know what I want to see.

I could say the night felt magical, but that would be embellishment.
That would be romanticization.
What it actually felt like was life.

I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.

I think that sometimes people want something so much that they manifest it. Or at least they try to.

I wonder if we will become okay again. I hope for it.

You're never going to be ready"..."Don't you see that? You have to forget about ready. If you don't, you're always going to run away

She was never something waiting to be solved. All she is - all she's ever been - is a person trying to live a life.

Sometimes inspiration strikes; other times you have to hunt it down.

Empathy is wonderful, but you can still overdose on it if you try too much to fast.

I'll be better, so I won't want it to hurt anymore.

All the things we could be doing now if she weren't busy wondering if the world holds better things for her than me.

The best things aren't perfectly constructed. They aren't illusions. they aren't larger than life. They are life.

When the bell rings, and lunch is over, I decide to come back here tomorrow, and the next day. I tell myself it really isn't that bad.

Whatever I decide, I might be making a mistake. But if I'm going to make a mistake I want it to be passionate

I can't think of enough expletives to perfectly capture this moment.

As much as I had wanted a love story out of a movie, I know now that movies can only hope to to capture this kind of love.

If things happen for a reason, I was meant to get fucked over.

You can let them wreck you and allow the wrecking to feel good.

I wish you more happiness than can fit in a person.

I want to tell you all the sad things, and then you will know me better than other people know me and that means we are reserved for one another.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

I was okay just a moment ago. I will learn how to be okay again.

In just a little while we will forget all the things we used to want and adjust to the lives that we're given.

There are degrees of obsession, of awareness, of grief, of insanity.

My room is so quiet and empty it hurts.

I know," I say. "It sucks. Let's go get tacos and sit on the beach.

She lets go.
Touch me again, I want to tell her. But I don't.

Crushes are supposed to be fun, aren't they? They definitely aren't supposed to be so torturous.

The trouble with denial is that when the truth comes, you aren't ready.

The ocean is far below us, but the waves crash so loudly, sound close enough to drown us.

People take one another for granted

Maybe we always were the people we imagined ourselves to be.

I just want all my friends to be happy. And sometimes you have to do that one friend at a time.

But it turns out that even the fiercest denial can't stop time.

But it feels different because wanting someone is not the same as loving her, and now I understand that Morgan does not love me.

Don't you want to kiss me?' she asks.
She smiles just a little, a hopeful, sweet smile, but buried in it is that confidence that slays me.

We all get so afraid. We need to be brave.

Even if I couldn't get into the dark places in her head, I would at least be there waiting on the outside.

my life is just waiting for you to get started.

No," I say. "I didn't know that," and as I say it I feel flooded with bitterness at all the things Ingrid kept secret from me.

This is what I want so don't be sad.

It's incredible," she says, "how much damage everyone does to everybody else.

There are so many things that I want so badly to tell you but I just can't.

There is an indescribable feeling that comes from being desperately in love with a song.

It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once.

Dignity is overrated. You know what trumps dignity? Kissing.

I can't believe that we could be so impermanent

That's what friends do: they notice things. They're there for each other. They see what parents don't.

I've been waiting for this for so long
something new, life after high school.

If only I had something to take the edge off the loneliness. If only lonely were a more accurate word. It should sound much less pretty.

Her suicide shook me deeply. It changed so much about how I view myself, the work I do with all of you.

How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

I'm sorry I left without telling you," she says. "I wasn't ready. I wanted it so much, and I wasn't ready for that.

And then we get new homes that we make for ourselves.