The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I reach for Prim in the twilight, clamp my hand on her leg and pull myself over to her. Her voice remains… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In stark contrast to two nights ago, when I felt Peeta was a million miles away, I'm struck by his immediacy now.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I swing my arms to loosen myself up. Place my fists on my hips. then drop them to my sides. Saliva's filling… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out,' I reply. Cinna puts his arm around my shoulder and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Then, in my most careful handwriting, come all the details it would be a crime to forget. Lady licking Prim's cheek. My… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Caesar Flickerman asks if the president has a date in mind. "Oh, before we set a date, we better clear it with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest down through my body out along my arms and legs… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Since my father died and I stopped trusting my mother, no one else's arms have made me feel this safe. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Tick, tock,” whispers Wiress. I guide her in front of me and get her to lie down, stroking her arm to soothe… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You can’t miss your schedule. Every morning, you’re supposed to stick your right arm in this contraption in the wall. It tattoos… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Vikus looked at Luxa and opened his arms. She stood, still frozen, staring at him as if he were a complete stranger.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the Capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.” Annie, who's on Johanna's other side,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It's amazing to see things that are suggested in the book fully developed and so brilliantly realized through the artistry of the designers. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
A furious Peeta hammers Haymitch with the atrocity he could become party to, but I can feel Haymitch watching me. This is the moment,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“The same goes for the other captured tributes, Johanna and Enobaria.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I don't know how to say it exactly. Only...I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?' he asks. I shake my… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I want to interrupt the taping and beg Finnick’s forgiveness for every false thought I’ve ever had about him.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I pound on the glass, screaming my head off. Everyone ignores me except for some Capitol attendant who appears behind me and offers me… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“¡Es que no quiero que me conozcan! ¡Ya me están quitando el futuro! ¡No pueden llevarse también lo que me importaba en el pasado!” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
