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
party catching-fire pieces
And to us, we're more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.
president-snow names bad-times
I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it...
catching-on catching-fire lifetime
You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
people helping bottom
If you hit bottom, there's a whole lot of people here to help you up
games katniss pieces
I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a part of every tribute they can't own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.
pain kissing burning
This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another.
suits-you flames suits
I'm sure they didn't notice anything but you. You should wear flames more often," he says. "They suit you.
thinking lasts
Each time I wake,I think, At last, this is over, but it isn't.
katniss revolution mockingjay
We had to save you because you're the mockingjay, Katniss," says Plutarch. "While you live, the revolution lives.
sleep night thinking
Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?” I say. “I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says. “You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down. “It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here.
music bird peeta
Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.
pain hands normalcy
I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.
giving stories world
Telling a story in a futuristic world gives you this freedom to explore things that bother you in contemporary times.
catching-on catching-fire plans
So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.