The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body… — 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
I don't want to cry. Everyone will make note of my tears and I'll be marked as an easy target. A weakling.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Despite serious reservations, I had to forgive Finnick for his role in the conspiracy that landed me here. He, at least has… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And it takes so much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But between the images, we are privy to the real-life action being played out on the set. Peeta's attempt to continue speaking.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Finnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I swear if you cry, I'll kill you here and now.' Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me… — 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
