Top 250 Nina LaCour Quotes (2025 Update)
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201. “What happened had broken us even if it wasn’t about us at all.”

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202. “She’ll be the same as she’s always been – fearless and funny and whole. She’ll still be herself and I’ll be learning who I am now.”

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203. “It’s stunning,” she said. “It’s like... the best posisble thing art can do. It’s about you, but I see myself in it. I imagine everyone here does.”

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204. “You raised your hand and said something so smart about it that suddenly the poem didn’t seem stupid anymore. And I knew that you were the kind of person I wanted to know.”

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205. “Even though there are no true beginnings in life – there’s always something that came before – there are definitely moments that feel like a beginning, and it’s always good to stop and take a second to enjoy them.”

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206. “I know what it’s like to not want to understand.”

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207. “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.”

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208. “The common man pays for the internet,” he went on. “He pays for cable, for Christ’s sake! Because he needs more and more and more! Like anyone could watch one hundred channels. What good is a life if you live it like that? Glued to a lightbox showing you pictures. Telling you when to laugh and what to fear. The common man lives this way because he has lost the intuition of our ancestors. All you need in order to live is this.” He took two fingers and pressed them to my mother’s wrist.”

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209. “Gramps set up that tree every year. He pulled out the decorations his dead wife and dead daughter bought and pretended to be a man who had lost too much and survived it. He pretended, for me, that his mind and his heart were not dark and convoluted places. He pretended that he lived in a house of me, his granddaughter, for whom he baked and often drove to school and taught important lessons about how to treat stains and save money, when really he lived in a secret room with the dead.”

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210. “I understood how she’d feel stuck. What she had was so beautiful. How could she add something without taking something away?”

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211. “It was difficult, when ghosts were everywhere, to figure out what was real and what was imagined.”

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212. “You are still you.”

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213. “She’ll still be herself and I’ll be learning who I am now.”

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214. “If only lonely were a more accurate word. It should sound much less pretty.”

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215. “There was only so much grieving allowed when it was over someone who was never really hers.”

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216. “I found myself waiting, each time she glanced down, for her to look at me again.”

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217. “The moral in case you haven’t come to it yourself, is that sometimes it’s enough just to put something out into the world.”

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218. “I feel alive with the truth.”

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219. “Maybe the story came from some part of me that wished I knew more, or at least had actual memories instead of feelings that may have only been inventions.”

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220. “It was a summer of trying not to think too deeply. A summer of pretending that the end wasn’t coming.”

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221. “And Emilie opened the door.”

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222. “The end of the world never sounded so good.”

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223. “It was a summer of trying not to think too deeply. A summer of pretending that the end wasn’t coming. A summer when I got lost in time, when I rarely knew what day it was, rarely cared about the hour. A summer so bright and warm it made me believe the heat would linger, that there would always be more days, that blood on handkerchiefs was an exercise in stain removal and not a sign of oblivion.”

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224. “I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I’m afraid that cord of communion would snap. And then I’ve a notion that I’d take to bleeding inwardly.”

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225. “Things don’t seem to get to her. She’s kind of... straightforward, I guess. But in the best way. In a way that’s really smart and kind.”

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226. “Even the good places are haunted.”

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227. “San Francisco always felt like an island to me, surrounded by the mythical East Bay with its restaurants and parks and North Bay with its wealth and its redwoods. South of the city was where our dead were buried – but not my mother, whose ashes returned to the ocean that killed her, which was also the ocean she loved. South of that were little beach towns, and then Silicon Valley and Stanford. But the people, everyone I knew, everyone I’d ever known, all lived in the city.”

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228. “I was afraid of the man who I’d loved, and how he had been a stranger. I was afraid of how I hated him. How I wanted him back.”

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229. “I guess I disappeared for a minute.”

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230. “We might have been all that was left, but we were still a part of something bigger.”

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231. “I’m trying to stay here with her in her happiness.”

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232. “I’m thinking about how Ingrid always made huge elaborate plans for everything. One of them involved getting rich somehow and buying the theater and fixing it up and reopening it to show indie films. Instead of sofa, we’d sell tea at the concession stand, and we might even have some photographs or books for sale. It would be more than a theater. It would be a place to escape to when people felt stifled by the chain stores and lonely in their massive houses.”

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233. “I thought he never lied to me. I thought I knew who he was, but he was a stranger all along, and how do I mourn a stranger? And if the person I loved wasn’t even a person, then how can he be dead?”

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234. “I smiled into my pillow, closed my eyes, wished for the feeling to last. I saw our futures unfolding, all pink clouds and cacti and bright sun and forever.”

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235. “We all looked so beautiful.”

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236. “Before the water reaches a boil, he will be here. I dropped the pasta in and set the timer. Before the ten minutes are up. I melted some butter. I wasn’t hungry, but I would eat it anyway, and by the time I was done, he would walk through the door and call out my name. The.”

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237. “I knew you were the kind of person I wanted to know. But what I didn’t know yet was that you can tell a girl you want to hang out with her because she said something smart. So I looked for an excuse to talk to you, and I found one.”

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238. “It’s possible that some of the rooms were occupied by regular people, down on their luck, but my wing was full of the broken, and I was at home among them.”

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239. “It was quiet, maybe, but it wasn’t simple.”

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240. “His eyes were yellow as daisies. He’d been coughing up blood. He looked like a skeleton, sitting there next to me.”

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241. “Because if we have any sense of self-preservation, we do the best with what we’re given.”

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242. “I want a love like that. I want pure and true. I want it with you.”

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243. “Sister. I’m sure that painful things have happened to you. Ever marrying Jesus can’t entirely shield you from the realities of life” -Gramps.”

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244. “These are all things that change a person. If we endure them and we aren’t changed, then something is wrong.”

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245. “I want to be part of the world outside.”

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246. “Knowing that they’ll grow older as time passes, they’ll become old the way Gramps was, with gray hair and a tremble in his step, so much love still in their hearts – this astonishes me. I am capsized.”

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247. “I mean, you see a million terrible things every day, on the news and in the paper, and in real life. I’m not saying it’s stupid to feel sad, just that it would be impossible to let everything get to you and still get some sleep at night.”

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248. “There is me and there is you and the snow has finished falling. Let’s just sit here.”

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249. “The silence fell between us again, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, just unfinished.”

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250. “I could say the night felt magical, but that would be embellishment. That would be romanticization. What it actually felt like was life. We weren’t thinking of what would happen next. No one talked about the way the summer was supposed to unfold or the places we’d find ourselves in the fall. It was as if we had made a pact to be in the moment, or like being in the moment was the only way to be.”

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