Suzanne Collins Quotes

I want to be where your heart is home I want to see you with the light in the morning There's never been such a beautiful warning to me, to me

It's not the way Zane looks, David," she said, her voice trembling with anger. "It's because he makes me bubbly, and because we took a lot of risks together. It could just as easily be me lying there, and he would stay with me if it was." "It's just programming!" "No. It's because I love him.

I know he would die if you died, Luce

Chicago is my hometown and will always have a special place in my heart.

Despite the fact that I spend a lot of time in London, Switzerland and New York, Africa is the place I know and love best, and my heart will always lie here.

Next to my family in Manila, Journey is my family.

Ever since I was 19, I've been in a relationship, to be honest. I always go from one to another, for some weird reason, and I always find someone where I connect on a personal level.

I have never loved anyone for love's sake except, perhaps, Josephine - a little.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--

Don't go," she whispered, her eyes closed. It was all happening too fast. She couldn't give Daniel up. Not yet. She didn't think she ever could.

Home for me is wherever my wife and kid are.

Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.

He loved me. He'd loved me as long as he he'd known me! I hadn't loved him as long perhaps, but now I loved him equally well, or better. I loved his laugh, his handwriting, his steady gaze, his honorableness, his freckles, his appreciation of my jokes, his hands, his determination that I should know the worst of him. And, most of all, shameful though it might be, I loved his love for me.

Love is exclusivity, selection.

I have always enjoyed being a part of his life. I've always loved him, and he's always loved me.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

Trust and trust alone should lead us to love

He stepped toward her, and her heart just ached from it. His face was so handsome, and so dear, and so perfectly wonderfully familiar. She knew the slope of his cheeks, and the exact shade of his eys, brownish near the iris, melting into green at the edge. And his mouth-she knew that mouth, the look of it, the feel of it. She knew his smile, and she knew his frown, and she knew- she knew far to much.

Love is a passion for life shared with another person. You fall in love with a person who you think is wonderful. It's your deepest appreciation of the value of that individual, and that individual is a reflection of what you value most in life. Love, for sound reasons, can be one of life's greatest rewards.

If you have to ask yourself whether or not you love a girl or you love a boy, forget it. You don't.

She really does like him, she likes lying next to him, she wants to be around him; when you get down to it, can you say that about many people?

If you hold me, I will let you into my dreams.

I have this love for Mattie. It was formed in me as he himself was formed. It has his shape, you might say. He fits it. He fits into it as he fits into his clothes. He will always fit into it. When he gets out of the car and I meet him and hug him, there he is, him himself, something of my very own forever, and my love for him goes all around him just as it did when he was a baby and a little boy and a young man grown.

Oakland is home, and you always want to go home. Anytime you get the chance, you're happy to go home.