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Nina LaCour Quotes | Quotes said by Nina LaCour

  • Nina LaCour Quote #1

    ...I think that people who make judgements about other people they don't even know are shallow, and people who start rumors are shallow, and I really don't care what shallow people say about me.


  • Nina LaCour Quote #2

    And I want to tell you about everything but I can't because I couldn't stand for you to have that look on your face all the time. I just need you to look at me and think that I'm normal. I just really need that from you.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #3

    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.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #4

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #5

    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.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #6

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #7

    He is Romeo, and he is heartbroken. Every word is wistful. When he says, 'O, teach me how I should forget to think!' I, for the first time, see what the big deal is about Shakespeare.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #8

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #9

    How it's so easy for her to not feel anything at all, to be just completely gone, to not be around to see how fucked up she's made me. She got to disappear completely and I feel like I'm about to combust.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #10

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #11

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #12

    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.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #13

    I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head. You just think that things will stay the way they are. You never look up, in a moment that feels like every other moment in your life, and think, Soon this will be over. But I understand more now. About the way life works.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #14

    I sleep through the next day. Each time I go to the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. Once, I catch my reflection: it looks like I’ve been punched in both eyes.

    I can’t talk about the day that follows that.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #15

    I was so blinded by her talent that I didn't recognize the tremendous pain behind her work. She gave me hundreds of images, so many chances to see that she was in trouble. I failed her.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #16

    I was such a quiet kid, so shy and calm and in my own head. Of course I knew about being sad. Maybe that's the reason I saved all the things I thought were pretty.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #17

    I wish I knew why she never told me any of this. Maybe she thought I wouldn't be able to handle it, that I was too sheltered or too innocent or something. If she had told me why she cut herself all the time, or that it was the pills that made her act so spaced out, or that she was even on pills, or even saw doctors, or any of it, I would have done my best to help her. I'm not saying I'm a superhero. I'm not saying I would have just swooped down and saved her. I'm just saying the only reason everything was a waste was that she made it a waste. That whole time, back when I was just a normal kid in high school, living out my normal life, I really thought everything mattered.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #18

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #19

    Ingrid's skin was the smoothest texture, so pale that it was transparent. I could see the blue veins that ran down her arms, and they made her seem fragile somehow. the way Eric Daniels, my first boyfriend, seemed fragile when I laid my head on his chest and heart his heart beating and thought, Oh. People don't always remember about the blood and the heartbeat. But whenever I looked at Ingrid, I was reminded of the things that kept her alive.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #20

    It isn't the happy ending Ingrid and I had dreamed up, but it's all a part of what I'm working through. The way life changes. The way people and things disappear. Then appear, unexpectedly, and hold you close.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #21

    It isn't the happy ending that Ingrid and I have dreamed up, but it's all a part of what I'm working through. The way life changes. The way people and things disappear. Then appear, unexpectedly, and had you close

  • Nina LaCour Quote #22

    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.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #23

    It's the opposite of the collapse of the fantasy.

    It's what happens when the illusion pales in comparison to the truth. I'm seeing her for the first time. Not Ava Garden Wilder, the rags-to-riches granddaughter of Clyde Jones. Not a tragic, romantic heroine.

    Just Ava.

    And I am utterly in love.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #24

    My best friend is dead, and I could have saved her. It’s so wrong so completely and painfully wrong, that I walked through my front door tonight smiling.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #25

    my life is just waiting for you to get started.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #26

    My room is so quiet and empty it hurts.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #27

    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.

  • Nina LaCour Quote #28

    People take one another for granted

  • Nina LaCour Quote #29

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

  • Nina LaCour Quote #30

    The first time she carved something into her skin, she used the sharp tip of an X-Acto knife. She lifted up her shirt to show me after the cuts had scabbed over. She had scrawled F*** YOU on her stomach. I stood quiet for a moment, feeling the breath get knocked out of me. I should have grabbed her arm and taken her straight to the nurse's office, into that small room with two cots covered in paper sheets and the sweet, stale medicinal smell.

    I should have lifted Ingrid's shirt to show the cuts. Look, I would've said to the nurse at her little desk, eyeglasses perched on her pointed nose. Help her.

    Instead, I reached my hand out and traced the words. The cuts were shallow, so the scabs only stood out a little bit. They were rough and brown. I knew that a lot of girls at our school cut themselves. They wore their long sleeves pulled down past their wrists and made slits for their thumbs so that the scars on their arms wouldn't show. I wanted to ask Ingrid if it hurt to do that to herself, but I felt stupid, like I must have been missing something, so what I said was, F*** you too, b****. Ingrid giggled, and I tried to ignore the feeling that something good between us was changing.

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