There's a meeting in Command. Disregard your current schedule,' he says. 'Done,' I say. 'Did you follow it at all today?' he… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
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
All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this predator who might kill me in… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
'The Underland Chronicles' is an unnecessary war for a very long time until it becomes a necessary war, because there have been… — 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
I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were,… — 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
I begin to fully understand the lengths to which people have gone to protect me. What I mean to the rebels. My… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The woods always look different at night...as if the daytime trees and flowers and stones had gone to bed and sent slightly… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I'm so sorry," I whisper. I lean forward and kiss him. His eyelashes flutter and he looks at me through a haze… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
She’s really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, — 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
