Suzanne Collins Quotes

Our faces were no more than ten inches apart but she was lightyears away from me.

You don't want to see me all the time. You get bored.

It is sad that the air is the only thing we share. No matter how close we get to each other, there is always air between us.

Like her father, he wasn't comfortable sharing his thoughts and feelings. She tried to explain that she needed to be closer to him, but it had never seemed to make a difference.

Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.

Your distance from your partner is the distance from your heart. The things that make relationships difficult are some of the most precious aspects to us.

It was a curious feeling, that something could be so close and so distant at the same time.

We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.

She was on the far side, leaving two cold feet of mattress between them. He knew that she'd fall asleep like that... and then gradually move over until she was plastered against him. Then he could go to sleep, too.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

Stuart needs "space" and "time," as if this were physics and not a human relationship.

I don't know where we went wrong, but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

When you're trying to get laid, everything's great, but once you've been with someone eight years and the future is not finite, you have time to sit and really examine every little thing that irritates you.

One night I came home. I figured, let my wife come on. I'll play it cool. Let her make the first move. She went to Florida.

There was only so much space between us, not even a real distance if measured in miles or feet or even inches, all the things that told you how far you'd come or had left to go. But it was a big space, if only for me. And as I moved forward to him covering it, he waited there on the other side. It was only the last little bit I has to go, but in the end, I knew it would be all I would truly remember. So as I kissed him, bringing this summer and everything else full circle, I let myself fall, and was not scared of the ground I knew would rise up to meet me.

He wanted to care, he wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out.

The lack of closeness among friends is a fault that cannot be reprimanded without becoming incurable.

If a man makes me keep my distance, the comfort is, he keeps his at the same time.

Let's not get too comfortable with each other.

You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless.

The question I've asked more often during our marriage, if not out loud, if not to the person who could answer. I supposed these questions storm cloud over every marriage: What are you thinking how are you feeling? Who are you? What have we done to each other? What will we do?

Pulse proximity is not intimacy.

Women have an extraordinary ability to withdraw from the sexual relationship, to immunize themselves against it, in such a way that their men can be left feeling let down and insulted without having anything tangible to complain of.

When you find your soulmate, you could sleep under their armpits.

We have a very good head thing but we don't make love.