I did not get my Spaghetti-O's, I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this. — Thomas J. Grasso Copy Share Image
“The mayor finishes the dreary Treaty of Treason and motions for Peeta and me to shake hands. His are as solid and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no district twelve. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My lips are just forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back, but I don't… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“At a few minutes before four, Peeta turns to me again. "Your favorite colour . . . it's green?" "That's right." Then… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
