No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The awful thing is that if i can forget they're people, it will be no different at all — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The pounding music, the cheers, the admiration work their way into my blood, and I can’t suppress my excitement. Cinna has given… — 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
What happens when we get back? I don't know. I guess we try and forget. I don't want to forget. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It’s the final word in camouflage. Forget chucking weights around. Peeta should have gone into his private session with the Gamemakers and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress. "Poor Finnick. Is this the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My mother just wanted me to forget it. So, of course, every word was immediately, irrevocably branded into my brain. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss?" He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance. "It was all for the Games,"… — 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
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
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay — 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
