Yes, and I’m sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Here began countless days of hunting and snaring, fishing and gathering, roaming together through the woods, unloading our thoughts while we filled… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Not daring to flee since my general location has just been broadcast to any killer who cares. I mean, I know it's… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I carefully lay out the provisions. One thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. A pack of crackers. A pack of… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I mean I know it's cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag. But when you grit your teeth and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My mockingjay pin now lives with Cinna's outfit, but there's the gold locket and the silver parachute with the spile and Peeta's… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I pull the sleeping bag up to his chin and kiss his forehead, not for the audience, but for me. Because I'm… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He felt around desperately for a weapon. What did he have? Diapers? Cookies? Oh, why hadn't they given him a sword? He… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss: 'What about you? Ive seen you in the market. You can lift hundred pound bags of flour'. I snap at him… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I can see the first apple teetering when I let the third arrow go, catching the torn flap and ripping it from… — 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
