Quotes from Suzanne Collins

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.

The final days of training ends with our private sessions. (...) There's a lot of kidding about it at lunch. What we might do. Sing, dance, strip, tell jokes. Mags, who I can understand a little better now, decides she's just going to take a nap.

I'm banged up and bloody and someone seems to be hammering on my left temple from inside my skull.

I keep hoping that as time passes by, we'll regain the ease between us, but part of me knows it's futile. There's no going back.

If he dies, I'll never go home. I'll spend the rest of my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.

And she's very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her

Despite what I feel for Peeta, this is when I accept deep down that he'll never come back to me. Or i'll never go back to him. I'll die for my trouble. And he'll die insane and hating me.

I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me

He manages to wake me and calm me down. Then he climbs into bed to hold me until I fall back to sleep. After that, I refuse the pills. But every night I let him into my bed. We manage the darkness as we did in the arena, wrapped in each other's arms, guarding against dangers that can descend at any moment

Who needed wealth and success and power when they had love? Didn't it conquer all?

Where did they get those screams, Katniss?

My choices are simple. I can die like quarry in the woods or I can die here beside Gale. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.

You haven't hurt people—you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.

The woods always look different at night...as if the daytime trees and flowers and stones had gone to bed and sent slightly more ominous versions of themselves to take their places.

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three Where the dead man called out for his love to flee Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.

It's Lucy Gray and I'm not really from Twelve," she said. "My people are Covey. Musicians by trade. We just took a wrong turn one day and were obliged to stay.

Whatever the truth is, I don't see how it will help me get food on the table.

Then she gave him a kiss. Not a peck. A real kiss on the lips, with hints of peaches and powder. The feel of her mouth, soft and warm against his own, sent sensations surging through his body. Rather than pulling back, he held her even tighter as the taste and touch of her made his head spin. So this was what people were talking about! This was what made them so crazy! When they finally broke apart, he drew a deep breath, as if surfacing from the depths.

dudo que se imaginen nuestro plan, ya que ni nosotros mismos lo entendemos bien.

Thanks," I say. Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

But in my head I can hear Haymitch's smug, if slightly exasperated, words: "Yes, that's what I'm looking for, sweetheart.

And he wanted to keep her. Safe and close at hand. Admired and admiring. Devoted. And entirely, unequivocally his.

The failed experiment, the bird that could repeat human speech, that had been a tool for espionage until the rebels had figured out its abilities and sent it back carrying false information. Now the useless creatures were creating an echo chamber filled with the Avoxes' pitiful wails.