What do we do know?(Peeta)I guess we try to forget…(Katniss)I don’t want to forget.(Peeta)
– Suzanne Collins
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- The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. – Suzanne Collins
- Katniss Everdeen, you have caused a spark, wich left unattended, may cause a spark that could cause a whole rebelion – Suzanne Collins
- Katniss. I remember about the bread. – Suzanne Collins
- Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay – Suzanne Collins
- Forget your voice, sing!Forget your feet, dance!Forget your life, live!Forget yourself and be! – Kamand Kojouri
- Sometimes, when I’m alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread – Suzanne Collins
- They’re a little strange, but I’m pretty sure neither of them is going to try to make me uncomfortable by stripping naked. – Suzanne Collins
- Wow, is that Katniss making out with Yoda? – Becky Albertalli
- Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait ’cause right now is the oldest you’ve ever been & the youngest you’ll be ever again – Suzanne Collins
- Well, don’t expect us to be too impressed. We just saw Finnick Odair in his underwear. – Suzanne Collins
- Why…do you find this…distracting? – Suzanne Collins
- Lunch makes me feel a bit better. – Suzanne Collins
- I’ll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I’m afraid it could be taken away. – Suzanne Collins
- And if we burn, you burn with us. – Suzanne Collins
- How much energy they put into harming each other. How little into saving. – Suzanne Collins
- Because when he sings…even the birds stop to listen. – Suzanne Collins
- His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel. – Suzanne Collins
- What will break me into a million pieces so that I am beyond repair, beyond usefulness? – Suzanne Collins
- Courage only counts when you can count. – Suzanne Collins
- Because sometimes things happen to people and they’re not equipped to deal with them. – Suzanne Collins
- Glimmer, I hear someone call her – ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous … – Suzanne Collins
- My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard. – Suzanne Collins
- I just don’t want them to change me, if I’m going to die I still want to be me. – Suzanne Collins
- We’re victors, remember? We’re the ones who can survive anything they throw at us – Suzanne Collins
- She’s dead, you stupid cat. She’s dead. – Suzanne Collins
- Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us. – Suzanne Collins
- I realize, for the first time, how very lonely I’ve been in the arena. How comforting the presence of another human being can be. – Suzanne Collins
- My sleep wasn’t peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone. – Suzanne Collins
- Here’s some advice. Stay alive. – Suzanne Collins
- I find myself focusing up at the sky -” the only roof left -” because too many memories are drowning me. – Suzanne Collins
- the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong. – Suzanne Collins
- And don’t you let your guard down for a second because you think anything’s inevitable. – Suzanne Collins
- He wanted to stay there forever, letting her soothe him, pretending he was just a kid and his mom could make everything okay. – Suzanne Collins
- Oh, and I suppose the apples ate the cheese. – Suzanne Collins
- And that, my friends, is how a revolution dies.-Haymitch Abernathy – Suzanne Collins
- Funny, though, I don’t feel too bad. – Suzanne Collins
- How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?- -œOh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,- I say. – Suzanne Collins
- 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 – Suzanne Collins
- Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love. – Suzanne Collins
- Everything is about them, not the dying boys and girls in the arena. – Suzanne Collins