If Under fell, if Over leaped, If death was life and Death life reaped, Something rises from the gloom, To make the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You'd have thought we planned it," says Peeta, giving me just the hint of a smile. "Didn't you?" asks Portia. Her fingers… — 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
Never having been in love, this is going to be a real trick. I think of my parents. The way my father… — 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
“It’s on the third night, during our game, that I answer the question eating away at me. Crazy Cat becomes a metaphor… — 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
As we curve around into the loop of the City Circle, I can see that a couple of other stylists have tried… — 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
The glue of mutual need that bonded us so tightly together for all those years is melting away. Dark patches, not light,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I am Buttercup. Peeta, the thing I want so badly to secure, is the light. As long as Buttercup feels he has… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me. — 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
