Suzanne Collins
Suzanne Collins
Suzanne Marie Collinsis an American television writer and novelist, best known as the author of The New York Times best selling series The Underland Chronicles and The Hunger Games trilogy...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 August 1962
CountryUnited States of America
thinking tonight boots
I guess after tonight Boots won't think the whole world is her friend," thought Gregor. She had to find out sometime, but it still made him sad.
cheating joy bedtime
And then, if you make it to bedtime, you feel the joy of cheating death out of one more day," she said. "Do you see?
girl running thinking
All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this predator who might kill me in seconds. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sling the pack over one shoulder and run full-speed for the woods. I can hear the blade whistling toward me and reflexively hike the pack up to protect my head. The blade lodges in the pack. Both straps on my shoulders now, I make for the trees. Somehow I knew the girl will not pursue me. That she'll be drawn back into the Cornucopia before all the good stuff is gone. A grin crosses my face. Thanks for the knife, I think.
fighting justice hunger
We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.
memories stupid thinking
But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.
katniss bread remember
Katniss. I remember about the bread.
blame plenty
there's plenty of blame to go around.
mean your-side people
It means we're on your side." That's what Bonnie said. I have people on my side? What side? Am I unwittingly the face of the hoped-for rebellion? Has the mockingjay on my pin become a symbol of resistance? If so, my side's not doing too well.
lying agreement missing
Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.
stabbing lost forks
Delly lost her temper at Peeta over how he treated you. She got very squeaky. It was like someone stabbing a mouse with a fork repeatedly.
katniss hunger-games-book capitol-in-hunger-games
Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.
morning i-hate-you katniss
I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.
couple light cities
As we curve around into the loop of the City Circle, I can see that a couple of other stylists have tried to steal Cinna and Portia's idea of illuminating their tributes. The electric-light-studded outfits from District 3, where they make electronics, at least make sense. But what are the livestock keepers from Distric 10, who are dressed as cows, doing with flaming belts? Broiling themselves? Pathetic.
years alive matter
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.