Quotes from Suzanne Collins

I'm left with Haymitch in the rubble, wondering if Finnick's fate would have one day been mine. Why not? Snow could have gotten a really good price for the girl on fire.

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the Capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.

Right. Of course. I guess you better get down there," he says. "Finnick?" I say "Maybe some pants?" He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this" --- he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose --- "distracting?" Pg. 79

The sentiment is clear though. They are truly thrilled to see me and I'm happy to see them, too, although not like I was to see Cinna. It's more in the way one might be glad to see an affectionate trio of pets at the end of a particularly difficult day.

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

whistle a birdcall. The mockingjay cocks its head and whistles the call right back at me. Then, to my surprise, Pollux whistles a few notes of his own. The bird answers him immediately.

Is that what happened to you?

The Covey believe you're put on earth to reduce the misery, not add to it. Do you think the Hunger Games are right?" she asked.

But this republic idea sounds like an improvement over our current

I should have never let them separate us!" Peeta bursts out. "That's when I lost her.

No. My mother and younger brother. My girl. They were all dead two weeks after I was crowned victor. Because of that stunt I pulled with the force field," he answers. "Snow had no one to use against me.

Games anyway. Who cares what they do to me? What really scares me is what they might do to my mother and Prim, how my family might suffer now because of my impulsiveness. Will they take their few belongings, or send my mother to prison and Prim to the community home, or kill them? They wouldn't kill them, would they? Why not? What do they

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Misshapes the beauteous forms of things; — We murder to dissect." — William Wordsworth, "The Tables Turned," Lyrical Ballads, 1798

I didn't want to!" Peeta flushes in agitation.

Who were all these people hanging around on a weekday at the zoo? Didn't they have jobs? Shouldn't the children be in school? No wonder the country was such a mess.

Anyway, Gale and I agree that if we have to choose between dying of hunger and a bullet in the head, the bullet would be much quicker.

You think I'm heartless." "I know you're not. But I won't tell you it's okay," I say.

When that wire was cut, everything just went insane. I can only remember bits and pieces. Trying to find her. Watching Brutus kill Chaff. Killing Brutus myself. I know she was calling my name. Then the lightning bolt hit the tree, and the force field around the arena . . . blew out.

Y recuerda una cosa: aunque no se me permite apostar, si pudiera, apostaría por ti. —¿De verdad? —susurro. —De verdad —afirma Cinna; después se inclina y me da un beso en la frente—. Buena suerte, chica en llamas.

Haymitch pushes open the door. "They're back. We're wanted in the hospital.

I didn't expect that." "I told you he hated me," I say.

We're sideswiped by a gurney bearing an unconscious, emaciated young woman with a shaved head. Her flesh shows bruises and oozing scabs. Johanna Mason. Who actually knew rebel secrets. At least the one about me. And this is how she has paid for it.

It's the way he hates you. It's so . . . familiar. I used to feel like that," he admits. "When I'd watch you kissing him on the screen. Only I knew I wasn't being entirely fair. He can't see that.

If he's going to help you, he has to know what you're capable of. Don't underrate yourself,