“Gale, who I have never seen cry, has tears in his eyes. To keep them from spilling over, I reach forward and… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Prim, let go," I say harshly, because this is upsetting me and I don't want to cry. When they televise the replay… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I don't want to cry. Everyone will make note of my tears and I'll be marked as an easy target. A weakling.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Maybe I'll be like the man in the Hanging Tree still waiting for an answer.' Gale who I have never seen cry… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
But it's Posy, Gale's five-year-old sister, who helps the most. She scoots along the bench to Octavia and touches her skin with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim."… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
so people really do tear out their hair and beat the ground with their fists — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
It's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
If I'm going to cry, now is the time. By morning, I'll be able to wash all the damage done by the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and burst into tears. "It's been so… — 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 ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Vikus looked at Luxa and opened his arms. She stood, still frozen, staring at him as if he were a complete stranger.… — 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
