Suzanne Collins Quotes

You stayed,” he murmured... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. “You didn’t let go.

And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.

Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his.

He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to.

She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders beneath my jacket, my human body, but she only stared at my eyes. The wind whipped again, through the trees, but it had no force, no power over me. The cold bit at my fingers, but they stayed fingers. "Grace," I said, very softly. "Say something." "Sam," she said, and I crushed her to me.

Intimacy can be about holding someone's hand. It could be about stroking their hair.

Look your significant other in the eyes, make that connection.

I've never grown into loving someone. It's, like, either right away or slowly sinks in.

I'll put it out there: I love getting hugs.

I want somebody who's gonna need me.

How we need another soul to cling to.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me, there's a truth in your heart that says you'll never leave me, and the touch of your hand says you'll catch me whenever I fall.

It's important for us to latch onto the people that we love.

I believe in feeling connected. Love is something that grows, that comes from nourishment; it builds. But there is a great feeling that happens, that is telling you, I don't want to leave this room!

Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.

The best way to hold a man is in your arms.

When I was in B2K, we were just talking about love, being in love. But now I'm talking about being intimate, understanding what love really is about.

I'd never expected my first time to be in a cabin in the woods, but I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldn't matter if you were with someone you didn't love.

I didn't know someone could love me like this," she said. "Could love me and love me and love me without...needing space." Lincoln wasn't asleep. He rolled on top of her. "There's no air in space," he said.

Touch is the magic wand of intimacy. Love is keeping in touch.

We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.