Never having been in love, this is going to be a real trick. I think of my parents. The way my father… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Tonight. After the reaping, everyone is supposed to celebrate. And a a lot of people do, out of relief that their children… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I walk around the room eating goose liver and puffy bread until there's a knock on the door. Effie's calling me to… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
This was the door to both sustenance and sanity. And we were each other's key. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Today I might lose both of them. I try to imagine a world where both Gale's and Peeta's voices have ceased. Hands… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In really bad times, the hungriest would gather at his door at nightfall, vying for the chance to earn a few coins… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . . — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
By the way, I know about the kiss." Then the door clicks shut behind him. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing… — 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
