The hatred I feel for him, for the phantom girl, for everything, is so real and immediate it chokes me. Gale is… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Never having been in love, this is going to be a real trick. I think of my parents. The way my father… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I know what blood poisoning is, Katniss," says Peeta. "Even if my mother isn't a healer." I'm jolted back in time, to… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can't be your… — 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
If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can't grow wings," he say's. "Real or not real?" "Real," I say.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers. "Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But between the images, we are privy to the real-life action being played out on the set. Peeta's attempt to continue speaking.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck," says Peeta. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice. That's how we met, with Finnick offering me sugar. Surrounded by… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss?" He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance. "It was all for the Games,"… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch – this is the Capitol’s way of… — 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
Ally." Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. "Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it… — 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
