Suzanne Collins Quotes

Unrequited affection is very painful for the lover, but it can have unexpected, creative consequences.

somehow we have overlooked the fact this treasured called the heart can also be broken, has been broken, and now lies in pieces down under the surface. When it comes to habits we cannot quit or patterns we cannot stop, anger that flies out of nowhere, fears we cannot overcome, or weaknesses we hate to admit--much of what troubles us comes out of the broken places in our hearts crying out for relief. Jesus speaks as if we are all brokenhearted. We would do well to trust His perspective on this.

Be brave enough to break your own heart.

He hadn't loved me well in the end, but he'd loved me well when it mattered.

The scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless I can't help feeling we could have had it all

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

I loved him so much. It didn't change all the reasons we couldn't be together, but it kept me returning to his body, kept my skin seeking his skin over and over again in the sad dance we did.

Broken hearts are for assholes, are you an asshole?

It is painful to doubt the sincerity of those we love.

I am a romantic, but I do put up a barrier around myself, so it is hard for people to get in and to know the real me. I fall in love much too quickly and that results in me getting badly hurt. The problem with love is that you lose control and that is a very vulnerable state to be in. I would love to really have a beautiful relationship with somebody, but it never seems to work out. What I would like most of all is to be in a state of blissful love.

Right then, it didn't matter what his reasons were. All I knew that I was sick of him breaking my heart.

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff

If you are sad, if you are heartbroken, make yourself up, dress up, add more lipstick and attack.

Even so you have managed to live that love in the only way possible for you. Losing it before it happened.

Men always have their reasons. But the fact is that they always wind up leaving.

Maybe I could have loved you better. Maybe you should have loved me more. Maybe our hearts were just next in line. Maybe everything breaks sometime.

One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live.

Love transforms, Love heals. But sometimes it lays deadly traps and ends up destroying the person who decided to surrender himself completely.

When you can't save yourself or your heart, it helps to be able to save face.

Ever since that happened to me, I haven't been able to give myself to anyone in this world.

Sometimes you break your heart in the right way, if you know what I mean.

The worst prison would be a closed heart.

I could hardly get a boy to look at me. All right, they'd look, they'd even take me out, but no one asked for a second date. I was too nasty, a real wise guy, and all the boys could tell what my rotten disposition was. Deep down, I wanted a commitment with a capital C. To get anywhere with me, a boy would have to sign his undying loyalty with his own blood.

I can't live my life happily knowing you're with someone else. That would kill a part of me. What we have is rare. it's too beautiful to just throw it away.