I just... I just miss him. And hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's no one left I love. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. Why did it take him being whipped within an inch of his… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“A pang of jealousy hits me. Not for either Finnick or Annie but for their certainty. No one seeing them could doubt… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I have chosen Gale and the rebellion, and a future with Peeta is the Capitol's design, not mine.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“The implications that I could so readily dispose of Peeta, that I’m in love with Gale, that the whole thing has been… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I can feel Peeta press his forehead into my temple and he asks, 'So now that you've got me, what are you… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
What do I mean when I say I love Gale? I don't know. I did kiss him last night, in a moment… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
This perplexing, good natured boy who can spin out lies so convincingly to be hopelessly in love with me ... and I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Finnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs… — 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
