To be honest, I'm not much of a drinker. It makes me sick, and I hate that. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
If it's true, why do they leave us to live like this? With the hunger and the killings and the Games?" And… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I… — 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
At least, you two have decent manners," says Effie as we're finishing the main course. "The pair last year ate everything with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Why am I hopping around like some trained dog trying to please people I hate? — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I feel like I owe him something, and I hate owing people. Maybe if I had thanked him at some point, I'd… — 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
