S.W. Collins Quotes

Because I can't handle the nightmares. Not without you.

Oh, he's on top of it. It was volunteer only, but he pretended not to notice me waving my hand in the air," says Haymitch. "See? He's already demonstrated good judgment.

I have not wept since the death of my parents," said Luxa quietly. "But I am thought to be unnatural in this respect.

I guess there isn’t a rule book for what might be unacceptable to do to another human being.

I don’t want anyone with me today. Not even him. Some walks you have to take alone.

For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.

My mother just wanted me to forget it. So, of course, every word was immediately, irrevocably branded into my brain.

I volunteer!" I gasp. "I volunteer as tribute!

A hysterical young woman with flowing brown hair is also called from 4, but she's quickly replaced by a volunteer, an eighty-year-old woman who needs a cane to walk to the stage.

Well, I can't leave Mags behind," says Finnick. "She's one of the few people who actually likes me.

Right before the explosions begin, I find a star.

People don't need wings to survive" "Mockingjays do.

Since Mags seems to have no ill effects from the nuts, Peeta collects bunches of them and fries them by bouncing them off the force field.

Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying

Do you really know what's going on And if you don't... find out

Then I get it, what it means. At least, for me. District 12 only has three existing victors to choose from. Two male. One female... I am going back into the arena.

It's your own fault for being so camera-ready," I tell Gale. If looks could kill.

Please feel free to take this personally.

And when again it's morning, they'll wash away. Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm.

We follow instructions to my destination, a chamber for my preparation.

Whatever it takes to break you.

Peeta: You be nice to her, Finnick. Or I might try and take her away from you. Finnick: Oh, Peeta. Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.

I killed you. And you. And you.

He hates me more," says Peeta. "I don't think people in general are his sort of thing.

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

So I thought if I stopped being so, you know, wounded, we could take a shot at just being friends. - Peeta Mellark

Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches bleeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.

I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.

If I can make it clear that I’m still defying the Capitol right up to the end, the Capitol will have killed me... but not my spirit. What better way to give hope to the rebels?

Behind a rack of framed photos of Snow, we encounter a wounded Peacekeeper propped up against a strip of brick wall. He asks us for help. Gale knees him in the side of the head and takes his gun.

That was the one thing I had going for me. Taking care of your family.

Trapped for days, years, centuries maybe. Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead. So alone that anyone, anything no matter how loathsome would be welcome.

He frosted under heavy guard.

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

Plants are tricky. Many are edible, but one false mouthful and your dead

The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.

I wonder how she'll make up her mind." "Oh, that I do know." I can just catch Gale's last words through the layer of fur. "Katniss will pick whoever she thinks she can't survive without.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.

Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell him if it's true or imagined, usually followed by a brief explanation.

So what I'd really like is to try and conceal him somewhere safe, then go hunt, and come back and collect him. But I have a feeling his ego isn't going to go for that suggestion.

It's weird, how much he's noticed me... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either.

Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?

Peeta?" I creep along the bank. "Well, don't step on me.

One time, my mother told me that I always eat like I'll never see food again. And I said, "I won't unless I bring it home." That shut her up.

There is no real lasting joy in self-seeking.

It is the nature of truth to struggle to the light.

The best men are not consistent in good-- why should the worst men be consistent in evil.

My business in life is to eat, drink, sleep, and die. Everything else is superfluity and I will have none of it.

There are three things that none of the young men of the present generation can do.They can't sit over their wine;they can't play at wist;and they can't pay a lady a compliment.

I haven't much time to be fond of anything. But when I have a moment's fondness to bestow, most times the roses get it.