Quotes by Suzanne Collins

Never was I supposed to hear the words He says he wants to see you. But now that I have, theres no way to refuse.

Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I dont want to miss any of them.

How are you managing? And dont say youre fine.Its true. Whatever the opposite of fine is, thats what I am.

One of Coins men lays a hand on my arm. Its not an aggressive move, really, but after the arenas I react defensively to any unfamiliar touch. I jerk my arm free and take off running down the halls. My mind does a quick inventory of my odd little hiding places and i wind up in the supply closet, curled up against a crate of chalk.

Because it doesnt matter anymore, and because Im so desperately lonely I cant stand it.

Greed and corruption isnt in the world.Its in the people.

Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says.

Shes really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window. Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly, at least for my taste, into a young woman who stitches beeding wounds and knows our mother can hear only so much.

Looking at Prims face, its hard to imagine shes the same frail little girl I left behind on reapimg day nine months ago. The combination of that ordeal and all that has followed - the cruelty in the district, the parade of sick and wounded that she often treates herself now if my mothers hands are too full - these things have aged her years. Shes grown quite a bit, too; were practically the same height now, but that isnt what makes her seem so much older.

And then it hits me. They already have. They have kiled her father in those wretched mines. They have sat by as she almost starved to death. They have chosen her as a tribute, then made her watch her sister fight to the death in the Games. She has been hurt far worse than I had at the age of twelve. And even that pales in comparison with Rues life.

if he goes and dies on me now, I know Ill go completely insane.

Yes, they have to have a victor. Without a victor, the whole thing would blow up in the Gamemakers faces. Theyd have failed the Capitol. Might possibly even be executed, slowly and painfully, while the cameras broadcast it to every screen in the country.

What about Gale?Hes not a bad kisser either, I say shortly. And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other? He asks. No. It wasnt okay with either of you. But I wasnt asking your permission, I tell him. Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. Well, youre a piece of work, arent you?

I don’t stand a chance if he doesnt get better. You’ll never be able to let him go. You’ll always feel wrong about being with me.”“The way I always felt wrong kissing him because of you,” I say.Gale holds my gaze. “If I thought that was true, I could almost live with the rest of it.

Deep in the meadow, hidden far awayA cloak of leaves, a moonbeam rayForget your woes and let your troubles layAnd when its morning again, theyll wash awayHere its safe, here its warmHere the daisies guard you from every harmHere your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them trueHere is the place where I love you.

Are you, are you Coming to the tree They strung up a man They say who murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out For his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, So wed both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, Side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree.

Theyll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

You call that a kiss?

I said that i would try to win, but to win for her.

All right, so give me some idea of what you can do, says Haymitch.I can’t do anything, says Peeta, unless you count baking bread.Sorry, I don’t. Katniss. I already know you’re handy with a knife,” says Haymitch.Not really. But I can hunt,” I say. “With a bow and arrow.”And you’re good?” asks Haymitch.I have to think about it. I’ve been putting food on the table for four years. That’s no small task. I’m not as good as my father was, but he’d had more practice. I’ve better aim than Gale, but I’ve had more practice. He’s a genius with traps and snares. “I’m all right,” I say.