I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The only indication of the passage of time lies in the heavens, the subtle shift of the moon. So Peeta begins pointing… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The berries. I realize the answer to who I am lies in that handful of poisonous fruit. If I held them out… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He’s dozed off again, but I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if he’d be happy… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
One night, I was lying in bed, and I was channel surfing between reality TV programs and actual war coverage. On one… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Today I might lose both of them. I try to imagine a world where both Gale's and Peeta's voices have ceased. Hands… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the same look of amusement that… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
As we ride the elevator Gale finally says “You're still angry.” “And you're still not sorry,” I reply. "I will stand by… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Then he smiles as if he'd be happy to lie there and gaze at me forever. — 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
Tick, tock,” whispers Wiress. I guide her in front of me and get her to lie down, stroking her arm to soothe… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
As we trudge back through the woods, we reach a boulder, and both Gale and I turn our heads in the same… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to 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
