Suzanne Collins Quotes
How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say.
We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love.
This perplexing, good natured boy who can spin out lies so convincingly to be hopelessly in love with me ... and I admit it there are moments when he makes me believe it myself.
I also want to tell him how much I already miss him. But that wouldn't be fair on my part.
Got it," I say. "Did you tell Peeta this?" "Don't have to," says Haymitch. "He's already there.
One slip. One slip in thousands. The odds had been entirely in her favor. But it hadn't mattered.
turn and turn and turn again you see the what, but not the when remedy and wrong entwine and so they form a single vine
ll I can think about, every day, every waking minute since they drew Prim's name at the reaping, is how afraid I am.
Maybe I'd think that, too, Caesar," says Petta bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby." There. He's done it again.
They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's lost the will to live.
A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .
Remembering from last year how Haymitch's gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You'll get food.
Sometimes, when I clean a kill, I feed Buttercup the entrails. He has stopped hissing at me. Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.
Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.
Katniss: I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off. Peeta: Yes, frosting. The final defence of the dying. (252)
Who says i can't handle it? I can handle it," said Gregor obviously not handling it.
As the alcohol overcomes my mind, I hear the glass bottle shatter on the floor. This seems appropriate since I have obviously lost my grip on everything.
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.
You can swim, too." he says. "Where did you learn that in District Twelve?" "We have a very big bathtub.
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.
My mother just wanted me to forget it. So, of course, every word was immediately, irrevocably branded into my brain.
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.
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.
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.
