My words hang in the air. I look to the screen, hoping to see them recording some wave of reconciliation going through… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say. — 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
I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. And I remember when you...… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It's a long shot, it's suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss… — 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
What have the nibblers ever done for you?" The breeze ruffled her hair, pushing it back from her face, giving him a… — 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
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
