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
lying kissing want
But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But my head wound started bleeding and he made me lie down.
hate believe eye
You asked why the rate hate Overlanders so deeply. It is because they know one will be the warrior of the prophecy," said Vikus. "Oh, I see," said Gregor. "So, when's he coming?" Vikus fixed his eyes on Gregor. "I believe he is already here.
stupid beer warrior
He felt around desperately for a weapon. What did he have? Diapers? Cookies? Oh, why hadn't they given him a sword? He was the stupid warrior, wasn't he? His fingers dug in the leather bag and closed around the root beer can. Root beer! He yanked out the can shaking it with all his might. "Attack! Attack!" he yelled.
book mean people
Just because people starve in a book, doesn't mean that we will starve in the future....
pain eye glowing
The rat turned his glowing eyes on him, and Gregor was shocked by what he saw there. The intelligence, the deadliness, and, most surprisingly, the pain. This rat was not like Fangor and Shed. He was much more complicated and much more dangerous. For the first time in the Underland, Gregor felt completely out of his league. If he fought this rat, he wouldn't stand a change. He would lose. He would be dead.
littles energy saving
How much energy they put into harming each other. How little into saving.
crazy waiting live-your-life
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
games pieces hunger
I'm more than just a piece in their Games.
our-world hair rainbow
In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.
real being-real wanted
I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real.
careers branches looks
I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly.
dies
You're not going to die. I forbid it. All right?" "All right," he whispers.
want fiancee ifs
And she's my fiancee. So if you want to get to him, expect to go through both of us.
skins bread heat
The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.