Suzanne Collins Quotes

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

So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter

The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.

But once I saw Fulvia Cardew crumple up a sheet of paper with just a couple of words written on it and you would’ve thought she’d murdered someone from the looks she got.

It's hard to hate my prep team. They're such total idiots." - Katniss.

Never underestimate the power of a brillian stylist.

He hasn't accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy who gave me bread, is fighting hard to kill me.

I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves me . . . no one can do that.

I merely feel emptyness. A hollow of dead brush where flowers use to bloom.

Sick and disoriented, I'm able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.

I know. I was hoping," I say. "Exactly. Because you're desperate," says Haymitch. I don't argue because, of course, he's right.

It's strange to be so physically close to someone who's so distant

Just because people starve in a book, doesn't mean that we will starve in the future.

Orange? Like Effie's hair?" I say. "A bit more muted," he says. "More like sunset.

I'm not good at talking about myself.

This is what birds see. Only they're free and safe. The very opposite of me.

If he wants me broken, then I will have to be whole.

Anyway, even if she's sugarcoating my good points, I appreciate it. Frankly, I could use a little sugarcoating.

The anguish I always feel when she's in pain wells up in my chest and threatens to register on my face.

Just remember, stealing's punishable by death

What do you think?" I whisper to Peeta. "About the fire?" "I'll rip off your cape if you'll rip off mine," he says through gritted teeth.

What? My head doctor says I'm not supposed to censor my thoughts. It's part of my therapy.

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says.

My voice, at first rough and breaking on the high notes, warms up into something splendid. A voice that would make the mockingjays fall silent and then tumble over themselves to join in.

By the way, I know about the kiss." Then the door clicks shut behind him.

They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic code, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.

Haymich finally drops the good-natured act. "you know who else, Katniss. You know who stepped up first." Of course I do. Gale.

Of course you are. The tributes were necessary to the Games, too. Until they weren't," I say. "And then we were very disposable - right, Plutarch?

I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

Fine, than I will not have to blame you for killing my friends with your stupidity. -Haymitch

No more kisses for you, until you have eaten !

Just give him the medicine!" I scream at her. "Give it to him! Who are you, anyway, to decide how much pain he can stand!

Just one more thing. I kill Snow.

My words hang in the air. I look to the screen, hoping to see them recording some wave of reconciliation going through the crowd. Instead I watch myself get shot on television.

Desperate, yet no longer alone after that day, because we'd found each other.

Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

I've spent so much time making sure I don't underestimate my opponents that I've forgotten it's just as dangerous to overestimate them as well.

It's the first gift that's always the hardest to pay back.

Come on and eat with him. I promise, I won't let him kiss you again.

And random bits of happiness, like Finnick and Annie's newborn boy.

But after several hours, I go anyway, walking in silent sock feet, so as not to awaken the ghosts.

The more you can distract yourself, the better.

All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone forever.

Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.

That was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.

That it's no good loving me because I'm never going to get married anyway and he'd just end up hating me later instead of sooner.

I take Peeta's face in my hands. "Don't worry. I'll see you at midnight.

My name is Katniss Everdeen. My home is District Twelve. Peeta was taken prisoner. He is thought to be dead. Most likely is dead. It would probably be best if he were dead... - Katniss EverdeenS

I drink in his wholeness, the soudness of his body and mind. It runs through me like the morphling they give me in the hospital, dulling the pain of the last weeks.

Lucky thing were allies, right? -Finnick Odair