I merely feel emptyness. A hollow of dead brush where flowers use to bloom. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know,"… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Kids have so much screen time, and it's a concern. I know how overloaded I can feel sometimes. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I miss home badly sometimes. But then I remember there's nothing left to miss anymore. I feel safer here. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You'll never be able to let him go. You'll always feel wrong about being with me. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“felt once before. In the cave last year, when I was trying to get Haymitch to send us food. I kissed Peeta… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I knew it. In this way, Peeta's not hard to predict. While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Something inside me shuts down and I'm too numb to feel anything. It's like watching complete strangers in another Hunger Games. But… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I've just had the opportunity to see the finished film of 'The Hunger Games.' I'm really happy with how it turned out.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The main thing I feel is a sense of relief. That I can give up this game. That the question of whether… — 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 can hear him weeping but I don't care. They probably won't even bother to question her, she's so far gone. Gone… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I feel that thing again. The thing I only felt once before. In the cave last year, when I was trying to… — 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
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
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
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
“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
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
Because it doesn't matter anymore, and because I'm so desperately lonely I can't stand it. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share
“¡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
“I act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share
Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share
You're punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control. Now, I'm not saying you shouldn't have a fully loaded… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share
“But the significant difference between Thirteen and the Capitol are the expectations of the populace. Thirteen was used to hardship, wheras in the Capitol,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share
