You have a... remarkable memory." "I remember everything about you. You're the one who wasn't paying attention. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta smiles at me, sad and mocking. "Okay. Thanks for the tip, sweetheart. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Gale and I were thrown together by a mutual need to survive. Peeta and I know the other's survival means our own… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends. - Peeta… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell… — 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 drink in his wholeness, the soundness of his body and mind. It runs through me like the morphling they give me… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or .… — 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
Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta crouches down on the other side of her and strokes her hair. When he begins to speak in a soft voice,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I look at Peeta and he gives me a sad smile. I hear Haymitch's voice. "You could do a lot worse." At… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Tomorrow's a hunting day," I say. "I won't be much of a help with that," Peeta says. "I've never hunted before." "I'll… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don't want… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch,… — 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… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I poke around in the pile, about to settle on some cod chowder, when Peeta holds out a can to me. “Here.”… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss: I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off. Peeta: Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying. (252) — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Despite what I feel for Peeta, this is when I accept deep down that he'll never come back to me. Or i'll… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta" I said "Stay with me" I heard him say one word before the drigs pulled me under, I realised later that… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I knew it. In this way, Peeta's not hard to predict. While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I pull an arrow, whip the notch into place, and am about to let it fly when I'm stopped by the sight… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Since Mags seems to have no ill effects from the nuts, Peeta collects bunches of them and fries them by bouncing them… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all… — 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
