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

— Nina LaCour

We felt so small with the city lights stretching forever below us, and we yelled at the top of our lungs because we were just these small humans, but we felt more longing than could ever fit inside us.

— Nina LaCour

We love films because they make us feel something. They speak to our desires, which are never small. They allow us to escape and to dream and to gaze into eyes that are impossibly beautiful and huge. Furthermore, they fill us with longing. But also. They tell us to remember; they remind us of life. Remember, they say, how much it hurts to have your heart broken. Remember about death and suffering and the complexities of living. Remember what it is like to love someone. Remember how it is to be loved. Remember what you feel at this moment. Remember this. Remember this.

— Nina LaCour

We love films because they make us feel something. They speak to our desires, which are never small. They allow us to escape and to dream and to gaze into the eyes that are impossibly beautiful and huge. Furthermore, they fill us with longing. But also. They tell us to remember; they remind us of life. Remember, they say, how much it hurts to have your heart broken.

— Nina LaCour

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.

— Nina LaCour

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

— Nina LaCour

Whenever Ingrid and I got out of the suburbs, into Berkeley or San Francisco, and saw how other people lived, Ingrid would cry at the smallest of things- a little boy walking home by himself, a discarded cardboard sign saying HUNGRY PLEASE HELP. She would snap a picture, and by the time she lowered her camera, tears would already be falling. I always felt kind of guilty that I didn't feel as sad as she did, but now, watching Dylan, I think that's probably a good thing. I mean, you see a million terrible things every day, on the news and in the paper, and in real life. Furthermore, I'm not saying that 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.

— Nina LaCour

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.

— Nina LaCour

When you live in LA and work in the movies, you experience the collapse of some of that fantasy. You know that the eyes glow like that because of lights placed at a specific angle, and you see the actresses up close and, yes, they are beautiful, but they are human size and imperfect like the rest of us.

— Nina LaCour

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

— Nina LaCour