“The Hanging Tree” out loud for ten years, because it’s forbidden, but I remember every word. I begin softly, sweetly, as my… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Maybe I'll be like that man in "The Hanging Tree'. Still waiting for an answer. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee. Strange things did… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free. Strange things did… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three Where the dead man… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“it’s not until the third verse that “The Hanging Tree” begins to get unnerving. You realize the singer of the song is… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“To death. In the final stanza, it’s clear that that’s what he’s waiting for. His lover, with her rope necklace, hanging dead… — 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
