#games

It's strange to be so physically close to someone who's so distant ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#physics

How dreadful...to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules. ↗

— Caroline Stevermer

#chocolate-pot #confusion #games #rules #confusion

You've got to go through it to get to the end of it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#greasy-sae #suzanne-collins #the-hunger-games #hunger

Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead." I clutch my middle to dull the pain. Sink down on my heels, rocking the pillow, crying. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #mockingjay #prim #improvement

If God wanted humans to play chess, he would have made us black or white. ↗

— Zenna Henderson

#games #racism #racism

You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea and you always double knot your shoelaces.' I fight back. Then I dive back into my tent before I do something stupid like cry. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#tea

Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or . . . or . . .” He can’t think of anything good. “Just give me a minute. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games #peeta #cute

It's impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will be directly taken out on Peeta. Result in his torture. But not his death, no, nothing so merciful as that. Snow will ensure that his life is much more worse than death. "Cut," I hear Cressida say quietly. "What's wrong with her?" Plutarch says under his breath. "She's figured out how Snow's using Peeta," says Finnick. There's something like a collective sigh of regret from that semicircle of people spread out before me. Because I know this now. Because there will never be a way for me to not know this again. Because, beyond the military disadvantage losing a entails, I am broken. Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart." He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob. "I can't do this anymore," I say. "I know," he says. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#death

Just one more thing. I kill Snow. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#the-hunger-games-trilogy #katniss

I've always been led to believe that the ultimate goal for an author is the movie deal. Now I understand that the movie deal is merely a MEANS TO A MUCH HIGHER END: NAIL POLISH. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#hunger-games #nail-polish #funny