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
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
Most rats read. Our frustration is, we cannot hold a pen to write. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The rat was merely trying to sleep. Believe me, pup, if I had wanted to kill you we wouldn’t be having this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
And then there was Tick. Brave little Tick, who had flown into the faces of an army of rats to save his… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The rat turned his glowing eyes on him, and Gregor was shocked by what he saw there. The intelligence, the deadliness, and,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
There was no discussion between them; it was as if the bugs had worked out this whole scenario long ago. Temp put… — 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
