I don't know how to say it exactly. Only...I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?' he asks. I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He hasn't accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I know he was desperate. That makes people do all kinds of crazy things. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
That seems to be crossing some kind of line," I say. :So anything goes?" They both stare at me- Beetee with doubt,… — 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
No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But what then ... what? What would my life be like on… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Because I'm selfish. I'm a coward. I'm the kind of girl who, when she might actually be of use, would run to… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of make my need greater. I thought I was something of an… — 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
