Something inside me twists as I remember another voice. Rue. In the arena. When I gave her the leg of groosling. “Oh,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his. — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Upon this crown my pledge I give, To my last breath,I hold this choice, I will your unjust deaths avenge, All here… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I'm unaware that my feet are moving to the table until I'm inches from the holograph. My hand reaches in and cups… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I reach for Prim in the twilight, clamp my hand on her leg and pull myself over to her. Her voice remains… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
By the end of the session, I am no one at all. Haymitch started drinking somewhere around witty, and a nasty edge… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta crouches down on the other side of her and strokes her hair. When he begins to speak in a soft voice,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
There's always hand-to-hand combat. All you need is to come up with a knife, and you'll at least stand a chance. If… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I look at Peeta and he gives me a sad smile. I hear Haymitch's voice. "You could do a lot worse." At… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
No one really needs me," he says, and there is no self-pity in his voice. It's true his family doesn't need him.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
They'll be granted immunity!" I feel myself rising from my chair, my voice full of resonant. "You will personally pledge this in… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Clove!" Cato's voice is much nearer now. I can tell by the pain in it that he sees her on the ground.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
He tilts his forehead down to rest against mine and pulls me closer. His skin, his whole being radiates heat from being… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Katniss," Gale says softly. I recognize that voice. It's the same one he uses to approach wounded animals before he delivers a… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
My voice, at first rough and breaking on the high notes, warms up into something splendid. A voice that would make the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Just the sound of his voice twists my stomach into a knot of unpleasant emotions like guilt, sadness and fear. And longing.… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Ladies and gentlemen…" His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin! — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I turn and put my lips close to Peeta's and drop my eyelids in imitation... "He offered me sugar and wanted to… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
No one really needs me,” he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice...“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
I can hear President Snow's voice in my head. 'On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the… — 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
Today I might lose both of them. I try to imagine a world where both Gale's and Peeta's voices have ceased. Hands… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
She reaches in, digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper. The crowd draws in a… — 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
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
