Quotes from Suzanne Collins

He's fighting it, probably more for me than for him, and it's hard because unconsciousness would be its own form of escape. But the adrenaline pumping through my body would never allow me to follow him, so I can't let him go. I just can't.

Laughter changes to screams, blood stains pastel stones, real smoke darkens the special effect stuff made for television.

What did I tell you?" said the rat, and stuffed a clawful of shrimp into his stupid mouth.

We would all like you to know what a . . . privilege it has been to make you look your best.

Girl talk. That thing I've always been so bad at. Opinions on clothes, hair, makeup.

Ni viviendo cien vidas llegarías a merecerte a ese chico. Lo sabes, ¿no?

I want to start an uprising," I say.

What about my family?" I say. "Will they punish them?

DL: I am now trying to summon an alternate universe where the Mockingjay is named Swamp Potato Everdeen.

I can't go down without a fight. Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to . . . to show the Capitol they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games," says

Tick, tock," I hear behind me. I turn and see Wiress has crawled over. Her eyes are focused on the jungle.

I don't try to move away. Why should I, anyway? His voice drops to a whisper. "I love you.

Like our home, this is a place that he has no right, but ultimately every right, to occupy. I

Then the raw hunk of meat that used to be my enemy makes a sound, and I know where his mouth is. And I think the word he's trying to say is please. Pity, not vengeance, sends my arrow flying into his skull. Peeta

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead. The hard thing is finding the courage to do it. Well,

If two people agree on a signal, they stay in range. Because if one of them doesn't answer, they're in trouble, all right?

Don't worry. I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself.

What a welcome sight. You know, it's funny how often people forget that presidents need to eat, too," President

Clearly, her scent was not on the paper. So, you wrote the proposal alone?" "I did." There was no point in lying. Lying had probably killed Clemensia.

And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.

Surely even a brief time is better than no time?

Maybe he's too pretty, or maybe he's too easy to get, or maybe it's really that he'd just be too easy to lose.

No, Darius shouldn't be glad he knew me. If I had

I'm sorry. About screaming at you yesterday." "I've heard worse," she says. "You've seen how people are, when someone they love is in pain.