It's there. The white rose among the dried flowers in the vase. Shriveled and fragile, but holding on to that unnatural perfection… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
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
Charred bits of black silk swirl into the air, and pearls clatter to the stage… I’m in a dress of the exact… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Peeta smiles and douses Haymitch's knife in white liquor from a bottle on the floor. He wipes the blade clean on his… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Positioned on my dresser, that white-as-snow rose is a personal message to me. It speaks of unfinished business. It whispers, I can… — 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
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
As I descend the stairs, I can’t help brushing my fingers along the unblemished white marble walls. So cold and beautiful. Even… — 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
Four people wheel out a huge wedding cake from a side room. Most of the guests back up, making way for this… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
The question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only… — 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
