“I have chosen Gale and the rebellion, and a future with Peeta is the Capitol's design, not mine.” — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“We were five. You had a plaid dress and your hair...it was in two braids instead of one. My father pointed you… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“What was that you were saying just before the food arrived? Something about me...no competition...best thing that ever happened to you..." "I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“I remember everything about you," says Peeta, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You're the one who wasn't paying… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. I remember when you sang… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“At a few minutes before four, Peeta turns to me again. "Your favorite colour . . . it's green?" "That's right." Then… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Where's your boyfriend, District 12? Still hanging on?" She asks. Well, as long as we're talking I'm alive. "He's out there now.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“But more words tumble out. 'You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take… — 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
