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
mother wall taken
And some small gnarled place inside me hated her for her weakness, for her neglect, for the months she had put us through. I had taken a step back from my mother, put up a wall to protect myself from needing her, and nothing was ever the same between us again.
self people catching-fire
I don't like self-righteous people," I say. "What's to like?" says Haymitch, who begins sucking the dregs out of the empty bottles.
kissing worry catching-fire
I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor.
lying sick people
Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.
home katniss house
hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says.
girl names katniss
No one will forget me. Not my look, not my name. Katniss. The girl who was on fire.
crazy people kind
I know he was desperate. That makes people do all kinds of crazy things.
lying thinking trying
I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.
beautiful flower yellow
But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.
lying believe boys
This perplexing, good natured boy who can spin out lies so convincingly to be hopelessly in love with me ... and I admit it there are moments when he makes me believe it myself.
being-in-love stuff supposed-to-be
We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love.
home winning thinking
So, here’s what you do. You win, you go home. She can’t turn you down then, eh?” says Caesar encouragingly. “I don’t think it’s going to work out. Winning…won’t help in my case,” says Peeta. “Why ever not?” says Caesar, mystified. Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. “Because…because…she came here with me.
father plants-growing voice
I noticed the plants growing around me. Tall with leaves like arrowheads. Blossoms with three white petals. I knelt down in the water, my fingers digging into the soft mud, and I pulled up handfuls of the roots. Small, bluish tubers that don’t look like much but boiled or baked are as good as any potato. “Katniss,” I said aloud. It’s the plant I was named for. And I heard my father’s voice joking, “As long as you can find yourself, you’ll never starve.
safe shots yeah
How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say.