I take Peeta's face in my hands. "Don't worry. I'll see you at midnight. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Cato kneels beside Clove, spear in hand, begging her to stay with him. In a moment, he will realize it's futile, she… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I reach out to touch his cheek and he catches my hand and presses it against his lips. — 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
For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta looks me right in the eye and gives my hand what I think is meant to be a reassuring squeeze. Maybe… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
There's always hand-to-hand combat. All you need is to come up with a knife, and you'll at least stand a chance. If… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
We hand the meat over to Greasy Sae in the kitchen. She likes District 13 well enough, even though she thinks the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
That's very funny," says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch's hand. It shatters on the floor, sending the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
There's no point in comforting words, in telling her she'll be all right. She's no fool. Her hand reaches out and I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My death could, in fact, save him. If it can't, no matter. It's enough to die of spite. To punish Haymitch, who,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
That's right. Who am I thinking of? Oh, I know. It's Cinna who likes you. But that's mainly because you didn't try… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I go to the saltwater and wash off the blood, trying to decide which I hate more, pain or itching. Fed up,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I reach for Prim in the twilight, clamp my hand on her leg and pull myself over to her. Her voice remains… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I'm unaware that my feet are moving to the table until I'm inches from the holograph. My hand reaches in and cups… — 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
Peeta rinses the pearl off in the water and hands it to me. “For you.” I hold it out on my palm… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
They can fatten me up. They can give me a full body polish, dress me up, and make me beautiful again. They… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Then it’s just Venia, whose skin is so pale her tattoos appear to be leaping off it. Almost rigid with determination, she… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It's a long shot, it's suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Clove!" Cato's voice is much nearer now. I can tell by the pain in it that he sees her on the ground.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
When I break into the clearing, she's on the ground, hopelessly entangled in a net. She just has the time to reach… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. And I remember when you...… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
A faint light burned in the pit revealing a furry creature hunched over a stone slab, fiddling with something. At first Gregor… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. I remember when you sang… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I watch his hands, his beautiful, capable fingers. Scarred, as mine were before the Capitol erased all marks from my skin, but… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Oh, he's on top of it. It was volunteer only, but he pretended not to notice me waving my hand in the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Go to sleep," he says softly. His hand brushes the lose strands of my hair off my forehead. Unlike the staged kisses… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
A light was on in the kitchen. His mother sat at the kitchen table, as still as a statue. Her hands were… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss," Gale says softly. I recognize that voice. It's the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink… — 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
